Pigeon
Boucharfou,
7 h.
I saw a pigeon in the valley
who was crying in sorrow and called in vain
his lover who left him this morning
He repeated to anyone who would listen to him
how much his heart although tender
feels now emptied of love
after this departure that left him as dead
He lost the joy of living
and love in turn
He finds this journey through the desert quite long
and no one is there to keep him company
It’s obvious he misses her and it’s quite clear
And sinks into sadness and melancholy
Even with time it is impossible for him to forget
the one he nevertheless loved madly
In love, his heart is well bruised
and does not help him overcome so much spite
And even if his appearance seems royal
His state of mind is so pitiable
Translated by Dr Bouchareb Fouad
October 19, 2022
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