Youssef Boudarka





A Dream


I have a dream;
I dare not to dream,
I am a crippled man, indeed.
To my deprived self, I pray.
Son of time, but they.
I shall not dream once more;
To this broken flower;
Neither moon nor sun can spark.
Out of this blurry shadow;
Near the heavenly sky;
There it lies; the dream.
Yet, how can we dream?
Griefly guided by true evils;
To our before set destiny;
As the leaves of an alive dead tree;
Gone with the wind, uncomplaining;
Shall we contemplate a chance?
For it, to convalesce and set free,
And bestow its miracles and joy,
Upon our sleepless dreamers

 


Copyright    2014 Youssef Boudarka

 
Youssef Boudarka pursued his primary school studies in his native town Tafraoute,Morocco, before moving to Agadir, to continue his secondary school studies. Youssef received his Baccalaureate in Lettres Modernes from Abdellah Ben Yassine high school, Inzegane. In 2011, He enrolled in the English department at Ibn Zohr University in Agadir, Morocco where he is currently preparing for a BA inLinguistics & Literature . One of his poems is published by " Danse Macabre De Jour '' International Literary Magazine. He has been taking part in different poetic manifestations such as '' 100 Thousand Poets for Change '' and '' Founon Festival For poetry ."