À l’heure du tout à l’image et du buzz sans suite, «l’express» souhaite faire découvrir la plume de poètes, de chanteurs, d’écrivains et de tous ceux qui jettent leur âme sur le papier, et qui mettent en mots des réflexions profondes.

Come, madame, come,

From wet bough to cherry ember

My heavy heart lights with a sight of you.

Moving faster than a ship with the wind’s favour.

From darken night to starry light

My eyes glister in your sight.

Let me gaze at the twinkling lights

On your balcony.

Admire the angles of each corner,

The curves of the parapet.

How I would love to hold them

And get lost in such a view.

Let your hair loose and grow on me

Like vines on a tree.

If only by tapping my heels together,

My shoes would walk on the yellow brick road

Into your kingdom and there I will bound myself.

By this bound, I will be free.

All joys are due to thee.

No precious gems can hold my sight

But my foolish eyes lightens at seeing the gem which you are.

A view that is far fairer than heaven.

Oh! I would drown in sight of such a splendid view.

I can even hear the curtains swooning.

But they do not cover the sound

Of my heart falling for you.

So come madame, come

And let me love you.

Bio

Javisth Bhugobaun

He fell in love with poetry when his teacher first showed him the beauty of words. At 20 years old, this BA English student of the University of Mauritius has already published several times in various poetry magazines and is the author of “Rusty Words”. He lives in Quatre-Bornes, where he has spent his adolescence submerged in poetry.