Causally Consequential Reversibility
Once upon a time
there was a bird,
with lovely
overflowing-colored feathers
and the rosary
of the beautiful flock queen.
She could choose
her prince
amid young
lovers clustering to her.
But she lost her
status of a golden feather,
as she took a
prince from another flock.
He left his nest
with four little birds
and moved to the
nest with seven of her.
Was attracted by
a secret heart-burning force!
She looked for a
lover and got her servant.
A brave knight
has never been a servant,
but his yoke was
light in his burning passion.
The honeymoon is
just a moment
in a sea of
every day’s acquired habits,
nourishing the
body, cooling the heart flames.
Well, the
confused bird is watching now
for her darling
flying away forever from her nest.
While now he
wanders lonely as a cloud
looking for a
nest, cursing the routine that kills love,
she took the
first young prince
from her own
flock, gifting him with her empty heart.
So now she
wonders, is anyone worth
losing her
golden feather,
cause she would
like it back.
But the only one
who knows the answer
is an old flock
leader, sitting alone
on a dried
branch of a decrepit oak.
“Nobody has put
together a broken glass yet!
You didn’t lose
your golden feather
as a sacrifice
of love!
It is the price
of ignorance, adultery and lies,
which occupied
your mind from the beginning.
Sin is sometimes
paid ahead”!
CAUSALLLY
CONSEQUENTIAL
REVERSIBILITY IN
TIME AND SPACE,
echoed a whisper
of the wind...
©® Zlatan Demirović
Rainbvow Of Tears
My worries, your
tears,
your tears and
my fears...
They’re all
substance of nothing.
Or maybe
something,
how to find a
word for that,
maybe love...
Dreamless nights
which smell on
fears
don’t know
the power of
heart
coloring the sky
with rainbow of
tears....
My worries, your
tears,
your tears, my
fears...
©® Zlatan Demirović
The Black Sheep
If you take it
philosophically,
All black sheep
are white,
i.e., those
officially desirable colors.
For, they are so
much
mentioned,
condemned,
persecuted,
buried,
it breaks the
paradigm of validity
of all the other
white, or those dirty yellow ones...
The system has
done
that the black
sheep,
in the final
instance,
becomes a
quality mode.
And, on its own,
it put a noose
around its neck...
The black sheep
is a true measure of value.
©® Zlatan Demirović
ZLATAN DEMIROVIĆ
ZLATAN DEMIROVIĆ: Bilingual book writer,
novelist, critic, internationally acknowledged poet, and trilingual translator
(English, Czech, Bosnian-Croatian-Serbin languages). * The founder of PRODIGY
LIFE ACADEMY and author of the PRODIGY LIFE PROGRAM, which serves as a platform
for spiritual and personal development. * Founder and Editor in Chief of
PRODIGY PUBLISHED-USA * Founder and
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