A soft light, love’s tender meeting,

Let’s dance like the waves, endlessly fleeting.

Niamat Elhamri, a Moroccan writer, shares her poems  

Niamat Elhamri, a Moroccan writer and poet, is Deputy Editor-in-Chief of Barcelona Literary Magazine. General Secretary of the World Writers Union, Member of the Arab Writers Union and Arab Cultural Union. Her published works include “Ouzouf wa Enfessal”, “Shunning and Separation” in English, International anthology: “Whispers Across Languages” and “Stations from Memory” (Encyclopedia of Short Stories), Egypt; Short story collections: “Your Last Melody”, “If Not for Those Borders”, “Venice/Romulus and Remus”, “My Trace Before Departure”, “Sacrificial Offerings”.

TOMORROW’S ENCOUNTER

A meeting of loyalty, a promise sealed,

Lasting till the end, beyond the field,

If tomorrow comes, as fate has willed.

Tomorrow’s encounter…

Family gathered, love’s embrace,

Even the elders, with a gentle grace.

Welcomed with milk, dates, and flowers in bloom,

A day of joy, before vows consume.

Do not mourn yesterday,

For tomorrow makes room.

Tomorrow’s encounter…

A soft light, love’s tender meeting,

Let’s dance like the waves, endlessly fleeting.

A hug of longing, after distance and yearning,

A kiss sweeter than honey, love ever-burning.

Rightfully yours, with dowry and vow,

Tomorrow’s encounter, eternal somehow.

Not like yesterday, of distance and cold,

Let’s live in tomorrow, forever bold.

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I REMEMBER

The nights of laughter, the evenings of delight,

I remember your love for coffee, without sugar,

I see you at dawn’s first sight,

And when the moon bids the night.

I remember your voice near,

Like a note played on a string clear,

Like the water’s roar against stone sheer,

Quenching every trace in my heart, dear.

Despite the distance and the yearn,

Leaving me in scorching burn, I wait for you,

Like thirsty soil awaiting rain’s return,

Longing for the first drops renew.

I remember the fading of cold,

And returning to you with words so bold,

I write you in poems and prose untold,

Painting our love with letters of light,

Between ages of gold.

Will you come back again?

The heart can no longer bear the pain,

The soul longs for the gaze of your eyes,

And a love that never dies…

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Received from Angela Kosta Executive Director of MIRIADE Magazine, Academic, journalist, writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator, promoter

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