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Life is in no way what I thought it would be

I used to see it like a fair rose sparkling with beauty

With a sweet heavenly fragrance permeating the air

Or a pretty fairy moon spreading its joyous light

Over the gloomy face of this sad universe

I used to be full of hope at every new sunrise

And every single atom of my body used to dance

To the sweet and melodious music of morn

All is right with the world, I used to say

And may it be so and even better

Till every sinful soul surrenders to its Lord

Alas, how naive and a dumb fool I was

Mohamed Chhilif

How Sad....

How sad it is when you lose your soul
And no longer find your own self.
'Tis too bad to see it slip through
Like grains of sand on a deserted beach.
Or evaporate in the air like boiling water
That travels high up into
The vast sky and is no more.
What's dearest to one in this whole universe
If not his ego,his core, his essence?
Is it not a real shame he sells it so cheap
And dives head first into hollowness?

Mohamed Chhilif