Sugar Cube

Sugar Cube

Sihem Hammouda

My love lives in a poetry book

As poems' prisoner,

Poetry fears that if released,

It will drown in a sea

Of tears,

For its words were infatuated with his laughs

That they were weaving into moans

For poets.

My poems were torn asunder by my anger,

And my jealousy burned all my words,

For my love is my prisoner.

Sugar Cube

Sihem Hammouda

My love lives in a poetry book

As poems' prisoner,

Poetry fears that if released,

It will drown in a sea

Of tears,

For its words were infatuated with his laughs

That they were weaving into moans

For poets.

My poems were torn asunder by my anger,

And my jealousy burned all my words,

For my love is my prisoner.