Saturday, 9 March 2019
Love: Just great different meanings for Algeria
It’s said, there’s no life without love;
But I say: “Without love we can’t rest in bed”
Because we can’t dream, we just dream instead
We don’t choose to dream because our feelings are led
They’re led by love with which they are fed
Is this real or it’s just a lie? I’m here afraid
That with love we might live in a terrible dread
I’m sometimes fed up from this heart red
With which I feel put in a situation where I prefer to be dead
Without such a kind of love, I feel myself with a normal head
And ready to help other miserable lovers to go ahead
Or sometimes love can be an eternal feeling to add
That’s the sole safe story that can’t be bad
Because no real lover on Earth is said to be sad
Though all of them are often completely mad
Cos love runs in their nerves, flesh and spirit as the blood
With additional strong sentiments causing a beneficial flood
That’s the real, neat love which’s hardly found to be had
As its concept changed to be seen as a mere fast fad
To satisfy their natural desire and another number to add
Forgetting that they’re humans and becoming animals in a shed
Finding love is so rare in our times as I said
If I didn’t find it, I’d prefer to sleep escaping in my warm bed
Love of this kind can only be dedicated to Algeria to be wisely led
By Dr Nadia Idri
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