Dignity
Dignity, my
direction of character
And if I wanted
to, I can't hide it
If I can't be
your privilege
I will never be
your backup option.
You can't go
left or right with me
I have a
temperament, I follow the directions.
In my company,
no one feels cramped
So, all noble
people have a place in my heart.
I'm not a
teenager to play with me
Respect for
respect I reciprocate
And I don't care
what anyone thinks
I don't want to
pay for anyone's rudeness.
I never was, nor
will I be,
No one's backup
option
I will do my
best to be consistent with God,
Dignity is my
holiest line.
SLAVKA BOŽOVIĆ
Sieve Of Uncertainty
In this world of
deception and lies
Where
civilizations collide
An honest man
seeks a corner of peace
In order for the
green door of the soul to remain intact.
I feel like
we're both in the same chaos
How to deal with
general insanity?
How to preserve
love, how to love?
When all moral
values
They are slowly
failing the exam.
Values are falling,
devils are looking for blood
Innocent souls
cannot escape
No law of
justice can be applied
The spirits of
the earth persistently want to poison us.
Fear overcame
every feeling for the better
We closed like a
shell in our silences
He slowly lowers
his gazes of strength and will
We can hardly
find a cure for chest pain.
We are afraid to
open our hearts to the sun
We are afraid to
express our deepest feelings
The darkness
that rules the world directs the arrows towards the heart
And the thought
is interrupted by the wire that is the thinnest.
We are afraid to
lend a hand of support and light
We miss the warm
embrace of grace
We are afraid of
vile sudden blows
Which would
shatter our dreams to the roots.
My sincere
desires pass through a sieve of uncertainty
I write
something, but I am much more silent
Out of fear of
the personal, they can be misunderstood
Sometimes I send
you a song to hear your soul breathe.
Don't blame me
for being very stingy with words
And that I
cannot and must not make my soul naked
I will just tell
you that you are still a dear guest in my heart
And with an
outpouring of tenderness and personal feelings
As a proud
woman, consciously I fight.
SLAVKA BOŽOVIĆ
Lost Love
It was timeless
love,
an unfortunate
circumstance set us apart.
The pain in my
heart poured out,
by fate the
branches of my soul mutilated.
I loved him like
my eyes,
was my whole
world,
I lost the sun
and spring with him,
I can't breathe,
I die like a flower.
Probably God
loved him more than I did,
that's why he
took it from me.
My luck was
flying like dandelions,
So instead of
love I drank a glass of pain.
And, my life
stopped, it's not like a river,
I try, but his
shadow follows me,
Winds bring the
ancient promised words:
"My love,
only death can separate us"!
SLAVKA BOŽOVIĆ
SLAVKA BOŽOVIĆ
I love your poem, Lost love.
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