SLAVKA
BOZOVIC
WHO I AM . . .
What defines me
and my essence
In your eyes, what
kind of picture is it?
Am I a
silver-colored windscreen?
Or a spiritual
link stronger than steel
I'm a clover with
four leaves
Or a black cat of
great trouble
Spectrum of long
colors that shines
Under the eyelid
when I washed
Have I lost my
consolation?
Or I'm an
imaginary obsession of obsessions
Scaled from the
seventh odd number
How do you define
me who I am
I'm the woman
she's dreaming about
Or the celestial
sparks are an apparition
In the halo, he is
infinitely infinite
I'll ask for a
nice precise explanation
Am I your first
morning thought?
At the heart of
longing, he blasted the plam
By stamping the
seal of the name entered
When I absolutely
want to know
Or maybe the Archangel's
Mouse
In the wallet of
the monk a protective image
A tough primal
tremble
Or the innocent
soul is big
How do you
perceive me as I am after you?
Do not hide my
opinion
Maybe I was karma,
but I would not like that
But I know the
curse can not be ...
Author of verses: Slavka Bozovic
Ko sam ja . . .
Što to definiše
mene i moju bit
U očima tvojim kakva li je slika
Jesam li srebrne
tanane paucine nit
Ili duhovna karika
čvršća od čelika
Jesam li djetelina
sa cetiri lista
Ili crna mačka nevolja golema
Spektar dugunih
boja što blista
Pod kapkom snenim
kada drijema
Jesam li nespokoj
il' utjeha tvoja
Ili sam imaginrni
sklop opsesija
Skovana od sedmog
neparnog broja
Kako li me
definišeš ko sam to ja
Jesam li žena o
kojoj se sniva
Ili pak nebeske
iskre prividjenje
U oreolu beskraja
svoja nedodirjiva
Moliću lijepo precizno objasnjenje
Jesam li tvoja
prva jutarnja misao
U srcu čežnje razbukutao plam
Žigom pecata slovo
imena upisano
Ko sam apsolutno
zeiim da znam
Ili sam mozda
Arhanđelova Muza
U đžepu novcanika zaštinička
slika
Teska iskonska
neprebolna suza
Ili nevina
blagorodna duša velika
Kako me
doživljavaš što sam po tebi
Svoje iskeno
mišljenje nemoj mi kriti
Možda sam karma
ali to voljela ne bi
Al' znam
prokletstvo ne mogu ti biti ...
Autor stihova: Slavka Božović 14. 12. /17Nikšić
SHELL
In the soul, the
geysers are boiling
galloping body
unrest
powerless to fight
the shell of the
soul closes
The hinged is the
heart of the gate
squealing in the
world of nirvana
no one can hear
when tears treat
wounds
The tide and the
tide are moving
pulling under the
spruce
winds grieve with
grief
carrying them to
the secret shores
Whispering the
foam of infinity
fear must override
fear
the armor does not
lightly open
while the gem is
executing
When the sky of
peace is announced
when the days of
sapphires become
like a goddess
will appear
leaving behind
nirvana
Skoljka
U dusi kljucaju
gejziri
galopiraju tijelom
nemiri
Nemocna da se
izbori
skoljka ljusturu
zatvori
Zakljuca vremenske
kapije
uplovi u svijet nirvane
Nijemoga niko ne
cuje
kad suzom lijeci
rane
Morske je struje
premecu
zavlace ispod
sprudova
Vjetrovi misterije
raspliću
mame do tajnih
rtova
Sapucu pjene
beskraja
sum mora zebnju
prekraja
Oklop olako ne
razdvaja
dok tugom biser
izvaja
Kad nebo spokoj
najavi
dani safiri
postanu
Kao Boginja će da se pojavi
ostavljajući iza sebe nirvana
autor: Slavka Bozovic Niksic
OVER THE ROAD OF
HAPPINESS. . .
Find me in a dream
Hidden in the
pranks of the night
Maybe I'm not here
yet
I'll come to the
sails of the wind
Look back to the
left
I'm dancing to the
fingers of hope
By capturing sleep
is not tight
Feather steals
barricades
If you happen to
meet me
Welcome to tell me
No, do not turn
your head
It shrinks with a
shadowy shade
Find me in a dream
If you did not
forget me
I'm here across
luck
Where you left me.
. .
Slavka Bozovic 19.o1.2o19
Preko puta sreće . . .
Potraži me u snu
Skrivenu u
trepljama noći
Možda još nisam tu
Na jedrima vihora ću doći
Osvrni se lijevo
desno
Plešem sokacima
nade
Snohvatici nije
tijesno
Perom obara
barikade
Ako me slučajno sretneš
Dobro mi došla
kaži
Ne, glavu ne okreći
Sjenom čežnju ublaži
Potraži me u snu
Ako me nisi
zaboravio
Tu sam preko puta
sreće
Tu gdje si me i
ostavio . . .
Slavka Božović 19.o1.2o19
SLAVKA BOZOVIC
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