Gazing at The Moon From The Balcony
written by: Walid Boureghda
Lying on the roof of terra-cotta tiles,
I closed my eyes and sank into a dream.
In a pure fashion and original styles,
The Moon was smiling with a glamour gleam.
Looking out over the river of passion,
Gazing at the Moon from the balcony,
I was pondering the mysterious fashion
Of the bulk of its lightning alchemy.
In the navy sky of a gleamy night,
A faery-tale love has just begotten.
‘Tis merely a notional concept of light,
From whence passion can never be forgotten.
‘Twas just an enchanting dream of two souls
That surpasses, hand in hand, the treacherous shoals.
Walid Boureghda is a 41-year-old Algerian poet, working as an Administrative Executive at Sonatrach-ENI Group. He holds a B.A degree in the English Language and Literature from the University of BATNA in Algeria. He draws inspiration for his poetry from his unceasing love of his beloved wife. He also writes about spreading peace over the world and dispelling hatred and bigotry.
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