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between us

by

Laouchem Adel


God save my Queen who,
makes her subjects shabby and frosty.
God save my Queen who,
has never been famished and starved for a while.
God save my Queen who,
espoused her princes live on BBC.
God save my Queen who,
relishes a summer palace with the Queen's dogs.
God save my Queen who,
doesn't bewail to be a Queen any moment.
God save my Queen who,
dreams of laboring late in a filthy factory.
God save my Queen who,
wishes less howler inside her winter castle and, more grave gold on top of the monarchs' heads.
God save my queen who,
delivered the RUBAIYAT relaxing greatly in the frigid Atlantic.
God save my Queen who,
snitched Shakespeare and miserly sold him to Hollywood.
God save my Queen who,
delighted bewitching the new world and savored seizing Jerusalem.


kiss me

by

Laouchem Adel


Hate me, love me and kiss me.
For a lonnie or three billion lonnies,kiss me.
You say you love me but you didn't kiss me.
I'm missing your fleshy lips, please kiss me.
Night after night if you want,kiss me.
Even if I'm sleeping and dreaming kissing you
please wake me with a kiss.
The moon's light kiss the gloomy night,why not you?
Whenever I forget remember me with a kiss.
You say you love me, where is my kiss.
Does matter after your dog, please kiss me.
God kissed all his prophets, why not you?
Whatever do you fell:furous or serene,kiss me
Kiss me like the pope kissing jerusalem's land, please kiss me.

Sea's Monster

by

Laouchem Adel


Maybe my blood have been red,or
maybe my skin have been black.
Death as well as life cavort liberally facing me .
Brightness like gloominess show the way to me,
I 'm not the monster coming from the cloude but
Only holiness as well as sin comden me.
Insight and foolishness fight to get me.
I need my freedoom to pour out to me.
maybe my slavery throngs my celestial bodie but
I'm not the monstre coming from the ground.
Crush these chains now, now plaise.
Maybe I've been disdained enough by me.
may I have forgetten all promises to me,
I'm not the monstre coming from the blue sea.
Maybe I'm the monstre made by you, my love.

Untitled

by

Laouchem Adel

Love wouldn't drought in haven.
Beyond the sun peace is a delicious laugh but
elsewhere hopes still a personal reward.
Tonight stars are very true,soft and calm,
lights stike again planets like touch of desire.