If The Earth Was So Beautiful
Not everything we see every day
People have become very strange
about this.
That they may see the holiness of
their day
And they look for problems in
others.
I know the world just needs the
best.
And that every day is special for
us.
The meaning of happiness is in
the little things.
That love does not have its own
grammar
Let love be born of every dream.
The earth is mine that gives
everything.
And we need to keep this faithful
Which was created just for us
Let love shine with all its glory
now.
Eternity is great for the planet
to manifest
We need to understand that we
need everything.
That we have our limits and
behaviour
Let people understand, and even
myself on
Yes, nature is my only sanctuary.
Without her, I would be a dead
man.
I know there is a time for
everything.
Everything will be fine one day.
Only hopes will be special
Because the planet needs to be
guarded carefully
Time is on my side.
The truth is that the country is
great.
I should keep and not throw
garbage
Because the global climate is
very strange
And I'm just looking for a
solution for everyone!
It's Beautiful In Aladin's Garden
I still watch cartoons
the feeling is never better for
me
I live that day as if it were my
last
because I was born here to be all
that I am
and my place is still illuminated
in the heart
even when every winter makes some
interruption
so all the places of this pig
disappear
old mythology is never repeated
where I look at my friend Aladdin
how he remembers those parts of
the dark streets
because I see myself in him as a
ds
because he's really a good boy
which I have not experienced
since the turbulent streets
that I didn’t watch myself one
percent
how it is possible that everyone
denies me from life
just because I am a different
person from everyone
and as if out of the fog Harry
Potter appears
ready to destroy me in every
sense
I am only a man of flesh and
blood
so love alone can do all sorts of
things to us
because my life is suitable for
the happier ones
who love cartoons like I love
laughter and jokes are still
present in me
for it is impossible ds to be a
man of easy morals
when we say that I fight for love
every day
the one who became alienated over
time
but I will save her no matter
what people say
because I am a hero who does not
like the villains around me
and no way to understand that the
shave doesn’t go back
that everything I did until
yesterday was imagination
and that one needs to live only
one fine day
and in that name I should look
forward to new developments around me
and that reason is realized after
so many years of escape
of gloomy and unreal truth
traceability is love that is
revived
a kiss can all ds solve those
pale memories
and the cartoon will return to
the screens again
you just have to wait for a new
and modern age
because of course I know only one
thing in life
and that is that mythologists
live forever
although they may not be
conquered anymore in every sense
because time never goes back
again!
Exploitation In Vienna Through Walking
In that magical city of Vienna
Where music and Mozart played
I was there during the excursion.
My bap journey starts from here.
Aware that Vienna was cold then
September, as if everything was
gone
People in jackets grandfather and
smoke weed
Some good brands with the
liveliness of passers-by
Some found themselves laughing
with me.
Because of that experience in
Vienna
I realized that no matter what
Music and essence move the whole
world
A tour of Vienna, Schoburn Castle
It is my refuge to look at
various pictures
Sculptures and that great garden
of my life
Who gave me all the beauties of
the world?
Although Mozart's ball is six
euros
I didn't complain because I liked
her.
That taste of chocolate that was
in them
He got drunk on his way to the
first cafe
Where a good Coke was offered
And good women around my desk
And I was aware that ethnography
It is a phenomenon of life that I
have felt
For seven days in a great city
Where we talked to passers-by
about life
And everyone said they love tourists.
And I walked around the city like
a stranger.
All the way to Deichmann and the
nearby square
Where freedom honourably defended
Germany
Cold Vienna, but the emotions are
still pure
My heart is big and bright when
From a distance on the largest
lookout
I look at all that city in a
gloomy gloom.
I watch and think of only one
thing.
Does Vienna have poetry
composers?
Because the greatest
personalities were born there
There in the same place, where my
heart beats hard
Vienna is my ticket to eternity.
Where the people of gold in the
square stand frozen
They are a joy to my dreamy eyes
Because one youth was lived right
there!
MAID
CORBIC
MAID CORBIC from Tuzla, Bosnia and
Herzegovina. He is 22 years and in his spare time he writes poetry that
repeatedly praised as well as rewarded. He also selflessly helps others around
him, and he is moderator of the World Literature Forum WLFPH (World Literature
Forum Peace and Humanity) for humanity and peace in the world in Bhutan.
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