Life is…

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Its unknown,

its in your soul .

God’s given time of choosing yourself.

Its invisible,

and like  rain mist,

washing out just a dirt of forgotten.

Its like a song,

some with the high notes,

some very low.

Its like a beauty,

your silent angel

created in a rainbow.

Its like a mountain,

with all hills and depths ,

catching right moment

to breath into you air.

Its like a second,

on intersection ,

to make a decision :

Daredevil steps,

or fear to move..

because in that second

you enlarge your days…

or you in limbo.

Its like a wind,

some danger brings you,

some gently pleasing your face.

Its like a kindness,

that mold you like a sculpture,

Its like a poet,

stuck between words ,

between the feeling of sadness or joy.

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Unnecessary pain

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 Unnecessary pain, 

forgive me.

I never meant to be that!

Don’t ever ask

what throbbing you like knife ,

when you are not prepared for those wounds .

It frustrating your skin ,

like itch of uncertainty .

You know by now,

its a mistake to approach me ,

with that premeditated speech of the blame.

It twist me in self defend ,

and i send you back to my tears ,

and years, where powerless me felt alone. 

 Unnecessary pain,

forgive me.

It isn’t cloud over our roof.

It was just departing plain ,

without ticket to come back.

Leave to others ,

to ring,and to yell.

Their judgement wont harm who i am.

This prosecution has to end,

just stay a bit silent ,

Its a new day !Image

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Letting you be

I didn’t know

I was lost

in those waves  of wishful sea

In troubled dreams,

upon electric mind

I’m waking up

to let you be!

Only you know

how you feel

in times with memory of me there,

Inside that very sunset i’m  sealed ,

yet you’ll never know

how to reach me, and where.

As you have showed me

how ones heart can turn wild,

you also thought me

heart can endure

as long as i know

i have tried.

Your barriers and walls,

your absent eyes,

your many uncertainty

have taken toll on me ,

So long

I’m well,

and  willingly

letting   you be.

PRETEND

 

I’m going to let you be joyful and free ,

with my soul closed crawl  into the sand,

carefully avoid path where you walk

and not loving you to pretend.

I’ll be that wind that helps you to fly,

with silence of knowing faithfully  mend ,

your heartbeat from the distance to hear,

and not loving you to pretend.

I’m going to embrace the light on your face,

until my every poem write its end,

I’ll find the meaning where isn’t any,

and not loving you to pretend.

I’m going to be pure air around you,

I’ll find in burning tears hidden tent,

The mask of nothingness put for the public,

and not loving you to pretend.

I’ll visit memories of shattered secret ,

where my heart you tightly held,

I’ll squeeze the whole life out of sadness ,

and not loving you to pretend.

I’m going to look for one tomorrow,

Wake up to the  heart  that feel no  sore ,

With yesterdays not recognizing the hurt,

And not loving you pretend no more!

Midnight sky …by Diana

Midnight Sky  (Diana Zovkic, Feb. 12. 2014)                

Eyes as bright as the midnight sky,
A smile as wide as the world,
Looking up at the clouds, wishing she could fly,
Our little angel is growing up.

Laughing, running, and singing,
This girl is full of character,
Beautiful: Just like wind chimes ringing,
Our little angel is growing up.

Helping as much as she could,
She would volunteer for anything,
Sometimes, even more than she should.
Our little angel is growing up.

Plenty of friends, with memories to hold,
She’s cherishing many stories,
That will soon be descriptively told,
Our little angel is growing up.

Skirts, dresses and fashion designing,
These were some of her favorite hobbies,
Wondering what’s good for combining,
Our little angel is growing up.

Crushes, boyfriends, soon to be married,
It’s her time to rule her own life,
With this topic, her emotions are varied,
Our little angel is growing up.

Now she’s totally on her own
Living her life to the fullest,
With memories like this, she’s certainly known,
Our little angel is growing up.

So many goals in her mind,
She doesn’t know what to do,
She caught up on art, which she’s fallen behind,
Our little angel is growing up.

Acting protective to put up a fight
Hoping one day she’ll understand why,
Day will soon come, it can’t always be night,
Our little angel is growing up.

Eyes still as bright as the midnight sky,
A smile still as wide as the world,
Looking up at the clouds, hoping to fly,
Our little angel has grown up.