The riddle

I dressed a lot of persons
I patched clothes to many others
The rich as well as the poor
I took off thorns
To the sick I pierced boils

I also pierced plenty of ears
Most people need me
They can’t do without me
I adorned too many brides
I made their grooms look handsome
So that they please their admirers

I protected the miserable
I covered and wormed them
With the suitable cloth
I cared a lot for the wrecked
I provided them with food in plenty

I realized later on
That I was doing only good
But as if I was digging in water
No profit coming in return
From the ungrateful man
Yet I kept accomplishing my duty

What I said is an example
I took it from our rich repertory
All the words I’ve used
Are about my doings
And those of the needle
Which remains naked.

ahcene mariche




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ABOUT THE POET ~
My name is Ahcène Mariche. I was born on February 21, 1967 at Tala Toulmouts in the town of Tizi Rached east of Tizi Ouzou in Kabylia, Algeria., Born in a poor family but jealous of its cultural, and helped by heredity being that my maternal grandfather Ali n Said was a popular poet, I’m poet in kabyle language. But my works are available in different languages.


Last updated September 19, 2011