SELMA KOPIĆ

 

 

New Spring

 

You smile at me and wave at me across the street

- the yellow sun warms my heart.

You look at me in passing and your eyes shine

 - green meadows bloom in me.

You touch me like when friend greets a friend

- and the turbulent sea floods in my head.

I dream of you

- the pink moonlight illuminates my room.

I long for you

- gentle white petals fall on my face.

I tremble

 - every drop of my blood stirs.

I think of you

- I blush like a little girl.

 

I'm afraid

- it might hurt me if I stay alone again.

I'm looking forward to it

- my days are colored with rainbow colors.

I'm floating with happiness

- I'm going through another spring.

Life goes by so fast

and so rarely gives a new chance.

This love I will embrace,

so let it last as long as it lasts!

 

My Sad Eyes Love

 

Some unrealized dreams,

some unattainable goals

and love far away,

remained in memories.

The eyes are the mirror of the soul,

and only tears shine in yours,

tears for a long time and nothing else.

My good prince, why are you sad?

Not everything in life is that bad!

You walked the wonderland,

not everything was pointless and unsuccessful,

you gave everything you could give

and you don’t need to regret or repent.

Just live!

Your life is a novel

with an uncertain ending,

but also with the hero

which everyone is cheering for.

Why are you sad, my knight?

Everything exists and passes,

so we will pass too.

For everything you miss,

I have a tear so you don't cry.

If I'm the reason for your sad eyes,

come to me!

I will love you tenderly, for days, nights.

I'm waiting for you

with a gentle word and a soft hand,

for you I keep all that I have to give.

Please, my sad-eyed angel,

erase sorrow, just live!

 

They Will Outlive Me

 

Grass will outlive me.

And it should,

she is the one we sleep on.

 

Thick-branched trees will outlive me.

And they should,

they are the ones under which one kisses

and dreams while awake.

 

I will be outlived by the rivers

that never stop flowing.

And they should

because it's nice to be a river,

it flows where someone is always waiting for it.

 

The migratory birds, the bright sun,

the mischievous wind, and the endless sky

will outlive me.

And they should,

because they give us beauty, joy and life.

 

And I need to be outlived

by everything that is constantly

in front of my blind eyes

and that is so selflessly offered to me.

 

There are those who know the secret of life,

and take it.

Some more, some less.

 

But we, people, are strange!

 

Basically, only regret remains,

when you approach your night and,

by some miracle,

your tired eyes open,

and you realize

that you didn't stop and smell the roses

when their fragrance called you.

 

Waiting

 

Although I know

that no one will come,

neither this

nor any other night,

waiting makes me happy

as I sit alone in the moonlight.

 

Suddenly,

a breath of wind shook me.

I start to shudder

I feel tingling and fear.

I see

the windows in the city

are no longer bright.

I hear

stray dogs and the first roosters.

I realize

dawn is coming.

When will I go to bed?

It's time to get up already.

 

Swalows, Dear Birds

 

Under the roof of this old house,

I was left completely alone.

My children are gone,

my birds have flown away.

Everything is as quiet as a grave.

Come, swallows, dear birds,

and make a nest under my eaves.

May your chirping bring spring

to my cold home.

May your song bring me happiness.

I’m waiting for you to sing with you,

to talk to you about distant expanses

that I’ll never see.

I need you because I know

when you leave, you will come back to me.

 

SELMA KOPIĆ

 

SELMA KOPIĆ b. Šehanović is a professor of Bosnian language and literature, born on April 13, 1962 in Tuzla. Author of school textbooks, reviewer, trainer at seminars, lecturer…Many awards for poems and stories that are represented in anthologies and magazines in BiH and abroad. Most significant awards 3rd THIRD PRIZE '' Mak Dizdar '' for unpublished collection of poems '' Puzzle '', Stolac, BiH, 2008 and 1st prize for foreign poem, Italy 2020 poem '' I'm not ready to go yet ''. Selma Kopić is author published poems collection ‘’Sign’’, Tuzla 2020. ‘’The Monument of Love’’, Philippines 2020., ‘’Puzzle’’, Bulgaria/Germany and joint collection ‘’Cosmic Rainbow’’, 2021. India.