Vigil
A long night on
the lips,
bent whisper in
the palms,
star gaze ...
The nights
without dream
draw circles
around existence,
the flicker is
just
signpost to
silence,
like what
vigilance is a
time for learning.
The feeling of
joy is indefinite
voice with a retained sigh.
The smell of
freshness can be felt from afar ...
The wind brings
nice weather.
Journey
The bird that
flies away
forgets the way
to
the sun that
falls asleep in your bosom.
Freedom is
courage
saved in secret
message!
The voice of the
soul is
the only way to
peace.
How many times
the thought
will try to
penetrate into
the word
recognition,
the more the
coast will collapse
from heavy
shackles.
And then,
it's easier to
leave
the suitcases
and start the
journey to the
world what
awaits for you.
It's time for a
comeback.
Spider Web
When you come
back to life
you should not
forget
the burden you
have left behind
by the road
along which
it moves
unstoppably
the train going
in one direction.
Conscience sets
the limit
for the free
country left behind.
The web is being
woven
in the space
divided above.
Just a trap of
web threads
can catch the
snail
because he too
in the upward
climb
becomes faster
than
life with a
cobweb.
LIDIA RAZMOSKA TRIMOVSKA
LIDIA RAZMOSKA
TRIMOVSKA
was born in 1982 in Ohrid, Macedonia.
She started her journey in the world of literature in her high school
days. Writes poetry, short stories, essays
and book reviews. Her poetry has been
published in various magazines. She has
won awards at literary competitions. She
was a member of the literary clubs from Ohrid and Skopje, and was actively
involved in radio guidance and literary presentations. She is the author of the collection of poems
"Lake Sigh". She is an editor and presenter on the blog
"Firefly" (Светулка) on Facebook, where in addition to her works, she
publishes works by other authors. She lives and works in Skopje, Macedonia.
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