I am guilty
I am guilty because I believed,
even though I am a non-believer,
that every sentence was true
with which she described herself.
I am guilty for being silent,
when questions should have been asked.
I am guilty because I didn't go,
when I felt redundant
in the story that was ours.
Sometimes in autumn
Sometimes in autumn,
when the day becomes shorter than the night,
I remember a love story
where a man in love stays alone.
When the withered leaves fall
and bury the paths of our love,
I remember the place in the park,
where the lips gave a kiss to the lips.
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Write comment (0 Comments)My Barbie
Thoughts are sailing towards her again,
on the river of the past without return,
beautiful moments in the murky hunt,
when a girl like a doll was with me.
The blonde who looks like Barbie
was and remains my inspiration,
I mention her in every story,
because I lost her like Troy the war.
Because I love you
Why did you change,
story of my past?
Why on your table
are alcoholic drinks?
Why did you allow happiness
to pick up its bags?
Why in your life
only defeats count?
Looks like we won't meet...
Yes, I give up...
I won't look for you anymore...
I won't be looking for you on the quay anymore,
hoping to meet you
while you are feeding the swans...
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Write comment (0 Comments)Experience the magic
Don't speak, don't spoil the moment,
I just want to feel your closeness,
let your instinct guide you,
only then will you discover the truth.
Let's make this night unforgettable,
let me ruffle your blonde hair,
let's make love under the sky,
let's give our bodies to the ecstasy of love.
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Write comment (0 Comments)Your scars make you beautiful
Now you are building a path to return to yourself,
while you carry with you the scars of life,
you would not be proud of your past,
if that Golgotha did not make you strong.
Hard times make strong people,
your every defeat is woven in you,
those who judge you would fall much lower,
such can also be exterminated by fear.
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Write comment (0 Comments)I'm leaving again
I'm inquiring about you again,
I'm looking for you along our old paths,
a tear wants to come out of the eye,
but to cry I defend myself.
An old friend tells me about you,
says that with him luck follows you,
that you give him all your love,
and you don't want to know anything about me anymore.
A dream of the past
The sky was strewn with stars,
love and peace reigned in the soul,
your head was in my arms,
my hand in your hair
and my gaze was lost in your beauty.
You were the embodiment of what I longed for,
the dream of all my youthful dreams
and you were in my arms
my happiness, my love and my whole world,
that warm July starry night,
when you kissed me for the first time
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Write comment (0 Comments)Sladjana
I noticed your face right away,
in a sea of different profiles
that are too similar in their difference.
First a poke, then a message,
then a friend request.
Modern technology in the service of love.
And you...
At the very beginning, cold, calculated, stubborn...
Of course you don't believe in miracles,
and nor in princes...
You are too mature,
life has taught you,
now you know...
