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.

Her saffran colour skin

And her coffee eyes.

I can see honey on the tip of her lips.

A sweet sin I crave to kiss.

And as I savour her seductive nectar,

My eyelids drop like a setting sun,

Only to see a future arise in front of me.

I see a lovely little house in the middle of a field.

The center of its world, my gravitational point.

Closer to the side, I see

The flow of her hands delicately dancing

In the wind, the same way leaves fly in the gentle breeze,

As she put the drapes to dry outside.

I see no cloud,

A few birds,

A future sous mes paupières,

when I kiss her twenty years old lips.

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.