{"id":11385,"date":"2021-06-04T20:16:07","date_gmt":"2021-06-04T19:16:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/?p=11385"},"modified":"2021-06-04T20:16:09","modified_gmt":"2021-06-04T19:16:09","slug":"le-mal-damour-par-maissa-boutiche-ain-benian-alger-algerie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/2021\/06\/04\/le-mal-damour-par-maissa-boutiche-ain-benian-alger-algerie\/","title":{"rendered":"Le mal d\u2019amour par: Maissa Boutiche -Ain Benian &#8211; Alger -Alg\u00e9rie"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" width=\"402\" height=\"426\" src=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/15230701_848529591956258_4728654239407534817_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-11325\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/15230701_848529591956258_4728654239407534817_n.jpg 402w, https:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/05\/15230701_848529591956258_4728654239407534817_n-283x300.jpg 283w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 402px) 100vw, 402px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image\"><img loading=\"lazy\" width=\"900\" height=\"600\" src=\"http:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/06\/photosky99151100081.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-11386\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/06\/photosky99151100081.jpg 900w, https:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/06\/photosky99151100081-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.masharif.com\/fr\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/06\/photosky99151100081-768x512.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 900px) 100vw, 900px\" \/><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Allong\u00e9e seule sur son lit, froid &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>D\u00e9nud\u00e9 de l\u2019amour d\u2019autrefois, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Devenu tr\u00e8s grand pour elle, seule &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Il \u00e9tait couvert par les draps de la solitude, en soie, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Ses t\u00eates d\u2019oreillers de dentelles. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Que c\u2019est dur de voir les mois passer, silencieux &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Sans ce corps de son vivant allong\u00e9, tout pr\u00e8s, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Que c\u2019est dur, de ne pas le voir endormi, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Dans ses songes, plong\u00e9. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Elle allonge la main, caresse cette place vide, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Pousse un soupir, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Se l\u00e8ve et se poste derri\u00e8re les vitres entrouvertes, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>De sa fen\u00eatre, sourit, aux canaris qui gazouillent, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Derri\u00e8re les barreaux, heureux, malgr\u00e9 leur libert\u00e9, vol\u00e9e. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Elle rel\u00e8ve ses yeux verts,&nbsp;qui n\u2019ont rien perdus, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>De leur beaut\u00e9 d\u2019hier, malgr\u00e9 la tristesse, qui les habitait &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Scrute avec le regard&nbsp;du c\u0153ur, le ciel bleu, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Qui annonce, une radieuse journ\u00e9e. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Se rem\u00e9more le dialogue, qui lui tenait, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Ses paroles sonates, dans ses oreilles &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><strong>Et ses gestes nerveux, qui les accompagnaient. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong> En son \u00e2me voyageuse dans les arcades d\u2019hier  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>De l\u2019amour et sa s\u00e9r\u00e9nit\u00e9, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Il le voit allong\u00e9, tous pr\u00e8s d\u2019elle, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Pr\u00e9sent, de tout son&nbsp;poids, &nbsp;comme de son vivant, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Allonge sa main toute tremblante, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Serre l\u2019ombre de sa main osseuse dans la tienne.  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Murmure&nbsp;: &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>&#8211; J&#8217;ai toujours aim\u00e9 tes visions des choses,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Ton dialogue riche d\u2019intellectuel, chevronn\u00e9 &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Ton analyse approfondie et ton exp\u00e9rience, &nbsp; &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Sur les \u00e9v\u00e9nements dans le pays et outre-mer,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Tu faisais tout pour m\u2019orienter, \u00e0 m\u2019appliquer, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>A m\u2019apprendre les choses que j\u2019ignorais  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Me mettre en garde des loups s\u00e9ducteurs et les al\u00e9as de la vie, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Courante et des ces esprits qui se disent, cools et ouverts, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Sur le monde, qui n\u2019est pas, mon monde. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Elle a toujours su qu\u2019il avait peur pour elle,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Pour son c\u00f4t\u00e9 enfant na\u00eff et de son manque d\u2019exp\u00e9rience, <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Quand la&nbsp;vie met son masque,<\/strong><strong> &nbsp;<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Il disait qu\u2019il \u00e9tait jaloux m\u00eame de la brise qui caressait ses cheveux,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Et des revers s\u00e9duisants qui tamisent la laideur des individus,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Qu\u2019on croise \u00e0 longueur de journ\u00e9e. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Mais, tu ignorais que derri\u00e8re ce regard, ang\u00e9lique &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Et en ce c\u0153ur en verre, si sensible, &nbsp; &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Se trouve une petite fille qui se cherche,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Dans ce bas monde, dans son pass\u00e9 devenu, ruine &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Qu\u2019elle ne se souvienne que de peu, de choses, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>De son enfance et de son adolescence, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Comme cet enfant n\u00e9, de parents inconnus. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Il s\u2019av\u00e8re que derri\u00e8re, cette fragilit\u00e9, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Se trouve une guerri\u00e8re, qui sillonne les horizons, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Comme un oiseau qui regagne son nid \u00e0 vol d\u2019oiseau,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Hume son argile, sa demeure qui ironise le temps,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Se tenant toujours debout, afin d\u2019apaiser sa nostalgie, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Lui manque tant et tout le temps, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Cet amour qu\u2019elle a perdu de vue. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Rien d&#8217;autre ne l&#8217;\u00e9pate, ne peut la s\u00e9duire, ni la d\u00e9racine, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Elle aime sculpter ses r\u00eaves sur le sol de sa terre, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Quand le vide s\u2019installe, en son int\u00e9rieur, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Elle essaie de le meubler de ses souvenirs flous,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Sans regard et sans traits, sa m\u00e9moire, demeure &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Afin de ressembler les images, dans son pass\u00e9, \u00e9gar\u00e9es<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Et cette d\u00e9chirure qui refuse de se r\u00e9tablir, par ces proses,  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Assoiff\u00e9es. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Tu ignorais que ton amour est sa foi qu\u2019elle est n\u00e9e, rien  <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Que pour toi, que son c\u0153ur et une vall\u00e9e ensoleill\u00e9e, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>O\u00f9 veille ton ombre et dope de force, son&nbsp;amour et sa foi, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Pour continuer, le chemin seul, sans toi. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Elle n\u2019est qu\u2019un germe qui ne pousse, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Que dans les bras de la terre de ses a\u00efeux &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Et ne refleurisse que sur ses joues, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Et ne s\u2019abreuve que de ton souvenir qui malgr\u00e9, ton absence, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Est ancr\u00e9, en soi. &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Pour \u00e9viter, que la plaie de la douleur et la folie de l\u2019absence, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Ne gangr\u00e8nent, elle habille ses pages de ses pens\u00e9es, en prose, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Quand envahisse la solitude farouche la demeure, &nbsp;<\/strong><strong><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Fane ses roses, &nbsp; 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