life

Life

Life, either smile or don’t smile.
I will not trust in you any while.
Or harden and harden as you please.
I know there is what unrest any ease.
You only use us to pass your events.
Then you throw us as usless servants.
You made us thirsty for your riches.
Creating between brothers conflicts.
Which lets not hearts be harmonious .
The heart you think good is venomous.
Most of your people’re ready only to harm.
Which make you bereft of natural charm.
Unless a few nice hearts you would be vain.
Thanks the pen for expressing heart pain.
You are a vent that lets them complain .
love you show them is always ephemeral.
As a game that is chased by what fatal.
Or a sun that the evening is waiting for.
Any happiness is followed by what we abhor.
Only thanks to endurance hearts subsist
In life’s hardships weak hearts can’t resist.
Hence I call hearts to strengthen their will.
Whatever they saw, what’s hard is still.


Belkaid Abderrahmane Arfoud