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		<title>Littleness – A Poem from Algeria</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Mohamed Rahal, a poet, artist and heritage researcher from Algeria, a North African country, shares his poem Mohammad Rahal is an academic, poet, and artist, heritage researcher, based in Tebessa, the capital city of Tébessa Province region of northeastern Algeria. He is Irish media ambassador, and has participated in various forums and festivals. Littleness We &#8230;</p>
<p>The post <a href="https://sindhcourier.com/littleness-a-poem-from-algeria/">Littleness – A Poem from Algeria</a> first appeared on <a href="https://sindhcourier.com">Sindh Courier</a>.</p>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h3 style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Mohamed Rahal, a poet, artist and heritage researcher from Algeria, a North African country, shares his poem </em></strong></h3>
<h6 style="text-align: center;"><em><img decoding="async" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-38858" src="https://sindhcourier.com/wp-content/uploads/2024/02/Mohammad-Rahal-Algeria.jpg" alt="Mohammad Rahal Algeria" width="400" height="400" />Mohammad Rahal is an academic, poet, and artist, heritage researcher, based in <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/T%C3%A9bessa">Tebessa</a>, the capital city of Tébessa Province region of northeastern <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Algeria">Algeria</a>. He is Irish media ambassador, and has participated in various forums and festivals.</em></h6>
<h1 style="text-align: center;"><strong>Littleness </strong></h1>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We long for a beautiful past that will never return</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>The days of childhood are gone, they are gone</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>It&#8217;s past the time of my life. He asked me for a basket</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Gone are the days of blessing, my dear one</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>He went with him when he was young</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>To think about childhood, it is a lot of fun for me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Liam then ironed the tambourine once</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We think about my childhood before we turn around</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>My mother wrapped me in a bandana and a lock</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>It was covered with oil and wrapped around me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>She breastfed milk from her breast</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>I laughed and saw that people were happy with me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Someone is playing with the shoes of a boy and a girl</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>I became aware of the raising of my beloved</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>The smell of carpets, dirt, and emptiness</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>I heard the senses saying to me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>On my way, I lived like a villa</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We call our elders, they always call me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We pray without ablution to pray</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>I grew up loving my family, Shiroli</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Eid clothing is a must have for the party</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>A game with the Houma community</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We played bass, zarbut and nahala</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Small misery, so I rejoice in them all the time</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Oh my family, we turned it and made it</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We knocked on the door of neighbors, no, I didn&#8217;t say anything</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We went out to the walls and stole the crops</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We&#8217;ve been reading and they won&#8217;t tell me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Before the board, we walk in a hurry</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We accept the guardianship of my family and they love me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>I still have fear</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>The student is with Huma Baduli&#8217;s friends</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>When we see him, my tongue is afraid to slip</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Years have passed for Liam Ghadouli</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>It has sweets for the ten friends</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>We brought it when my classes were long</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Summer with fall and winter isolation</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Today, see what time it tells me</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>Liam runs with the world and wears it out</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em> </em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>My worries increased and my solutions were lost</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>I longed for us to go back to my childhood in oblivion</em></h5>
<h5 style="text-align: center;"><em>___________________ </em></h5>
<h2 style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Also read: <a href="https://sindhcourier.com/you-regain-your-strength-in-unity-poetry-from-algeria/">You regain your strength in unity – Poetry from Algeria</a></em></strong></h2><p>The post <a href="https://sindhcourier.com/littleness-a-poem-from-algeria/">Littleness – A Poem from Algeria</a> first appeared on <a href="https://sindhcourier.com">Sindh Courier</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
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