Besma Riabi Dziri Poet Rhyme

The Root of Unity

You asked me to write about 
Family
You unleashed the love I always carry in me
My own flesh and blood
My endearment within but an ocean not a flood
My being and centre of gravity
That's who I am 
That's my family.

You asked me to write about 
Family
You let flow my very adoration and yearning
The memories of the nearest and dearest still burning
The deep rooted tree, the kinship harmony and bond
The time together I cherish and am of fond
It was a unity
I miss my family.

You asked me to write about 
Family
I worship care, devotion, values and beliefs
In me built unconditionally
The prayers and convictions that helped my soul be
Never can I for granted take
What is genuinely given not fake
Shall I say thank you? 
Or is it a "cliché"! ? A formality? 
Well, all the recognition, all the credit for my family.

You asked me to write about 
Family
A deep wound you unseal
The ache you unveil is a heap
Unlock the gate of our home wide
Void is there dwelling inside
Stories, portraits, sorrow and delight
I long for what is black and white
I mourn my family.

You asked me to write about 
Family
What if, one day
A dream awakens the soul of me
My family is now in the world of me
My dad of age would have been more than eighty
Loving as ever whispering to God in serenity
My mum powerful as she used to be
Would have been now my baby
Our house once sinking into oblivion
Would have been once again a home in joviality
My family the root of my unity
All the love for my family.

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FJ Thomas April 10, 2018 at 6:01 PM Besma your words comfort, they uplift, they sting. This is a such an amazing story of life beautifully woven. Besma Riabi Dziri April 11, 2018 at 3:18 AM Bunches of thanks FJ Thomas. Your comment is generous and uplifting. I'm deeply humbled.

Silent One March 26, 2018 at 2:14 PM You write from the heart and your emotions a displayed through your poetry... You have written a wonderfu lpoem.. Besma Riabi Dziri March 26, 2018 at 2:49 PM Your kind and appreciative comment has brought joy to my heart! Thank you a bunch Silent One.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 2:08 PM Very lovely; nicely built. Great job, Tameko.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 2:07 PM The first line is profoundly accurate of people who are angry, but never speak of it. I think you could use that line again and again.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 2:04 PM Your introspection and empathy have leaped onto the front line in this poem, Amy. You are right, twenty years from now, you will be sitting, quietly, and this will all come racing back into your mind, and you will smile.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 1:57 PM The feeling is like nothing I have ever experienced. Getting that look from you. I need to accept that it's not in my control. My friend got married yesterday, and with your permission, Renee, I want to share this beautiful poem with her.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 1:53 PM Michael, it is amazing how fast and adequately and tightly we can box ourselves. The key to growth is to realize it and do something proactive and productive about it.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 1:29 PM Emotionally I'm buried alive. This sentence says so much, and includes the suffering of many others. Well done, Donna! And brave. Besma Riabi Dziri March 25, 2018 at 1:50 PM Thank you dear for your appreciation! Stay blessed.

Caren Krutsinger March 25, 2018 at 1:26 PM I believe this poem was genuinely given to you by your family. It is lovely. Besma Riabi Dziri March 25, 2018 at 1:49 PM A poet writes what he lives, feels, believes and envisions.. Thank you dear Caren.