“Danas je sutra ,samo ako sutra je “
I stopped listening to the pretty voice
of his silent emotions ,
from where his broken heart wanted to enter
another side of its loving,but always sad eyes.
The pleasure and the pain ,
so boundless ,
but never clear enough
to assure you
that long forgotten is near
and that you’ll never wholly know it.
You gave your heart
as if it was a tear wiped away .
Your ears heard mixture endings
of the lonesome dreams .
I stopped marching trough them,
With colorful clouds upon it.
The depth of the Ocean
wished to rob untouchable stones
of the misery ,
wearing your burden in it so well.
that vanished in a talented artist muse.
I stopped imagining love
I stopped chasing butterflies and unrealistic universes.
I stopped excusing blameless boundaries that ,
, don’t even matters .
I stopped carrying quilts and burden for you ,
For beautiful and equally fake ….
What ones heart can endure
I already have.
What life gives willingly
I’ll only take.