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HELLO!

POEMS BY SRĐAN Ž. STANKOVIĆ

I THOUGHT

Wonder-stricken, now I am!

I thought, all this time, she thinks about me

I thought, all this time she loves me.

Now I admitting to myself that all the time I knew that she is a woman, weak earthly being ,who has the power to destroy and give a life.

The gate of life!

And she has own life.

Oh, God! What a crazy idea in my head!

The new doors in my head are open!

God! Thanks! Thanks forever!

But I loved her and the pain needs the time!

For a few minutes I shall to enjoy in my pain

And the poem shall be born!

God! Please help me to destroy these feelings in my chest!

This sweet pain! Sweet sin!

Oh God! I thought, she thinks about me.

Oh God! I thought ,she loves me.

Oh God! Her being, her eyes, hair and smile makes me crazy.

Forbidden love kills and hurts!

But deep inside myself, I know and I have always knew

And that kills me and I am hardly breathing

And it’s seems to me I am going to die.

I thought about her, every single moment of my life

I am still alive because of her and I lived because of her.

Bun now she is not here besides me

Strangers are all over around me

People, strange people!

I have always knew, but now more than ever

I am alone, alone! Alone, on this cold planet in cold dark space.

I am alone without her and the stars are so sad.

I am alone between the people. No one thinks of me!

If you watch carefully you’ll see the signs of the summer in the winter

And now I see the signs of the Hell on the Earth

And Once I saw the signs of the Heaven on the Earth

It’s cold and I am hungry,

I have headache, I just thought, I just needed a little bit of happiness.

I hear the scream of my soul.

Powerless! I am walking through the street where the birds sing

Thousands thoughts, thousands years old, now in my head

And I am going to die, on the gentle cold autumn rain and street whose passes through the grave.

But one word, the power who comes from the powerless

One word from my lips and the scream in the deep loneliness and deep dark,

Helps me to stay alive! My legs hardly hold me!

God! No one can own me, except YOU, my Dear God!

God is with me! I am not alone!

All my prayers in one word! God!

And You! You man, You woman!

Safe your hearts from the people!

Don’t ever give your heart to any man or woman on the Earth.

If you do that you will be alone and you’ll scream like me now.

 

 
HASHISH!

The girl of mine!

And me!

And the best friend of ours, our discovery!

Bigger for us then hot water for all mankind;

Hashish!

The wall like the Chinese, but invisible for others, only for us

For my girlfriend and me.

It looks like rain!

Now! We are the man and the woman,

Three, four, five millenniums or who knows, after the beginning of the world.

It rains cats and dogs!

We are alone and we are sweaty,

The spring smell in the air and thunders of loud sex

Limited by the local wall which is invisible for others,

But with the wall which is well known for us,

The wall like the Chinese!

Hello! Universe! Let me know!

To much cigarettes and alcohol,

Tired of computers and mobile phones!

Known and unknown flying objects

Tired of nuclear fusion and a fission

Hello! Universe! Let me know!

It rains cats and dogs

Me and the girlfriend of mine , we are invisible, in our little invisible wall like the Chinese.

Hello universe! Do you hear us!

Me and my girlfriend, we are in wild love and the hashish is the our salvation

It is very likely that time is stopped

It is very likely that space doesn’t exist

I can only see myself in her eyes and deep universe.

O God! What if this world is just a picture what I can imagine?

What if she doesn’t exist!

O God! What if, she is just a picture of my mind!

This is the highest level of mind, the madness under the control!

 
UNDEFINED FLYING OBJECTS

Undefined walker is human being who has seen undefined flying object
Undefined flyer from undefined flying object has seen undefined walker
So what!
I'm prisoner of the Earth
I'm prisoner of the Universe and this flying object.
What shall we do now?
We are all together perfections of our Father,
We're both perfections
And what?
Undefined flyer! Can you see?
You're cursed to fly
I'm cursed to walk
The best solution for two unhappy persons is to live separated
So undefined flyer, fly!
I'm undefined walker and I'll walk till my death.

And you! Can you die?

Yes!

So! You’ll fly until your death.

So what!

You and me, we have always been here.

 

 

 

srdjan

Srdjan Stankovic

All rights reserved ,Srdjan Z.Stankovic, Bul.Nikole Pasica 23a,16000 Leskovac,Srbija

email:mea_culpa@ptt.yu

2006

 

 

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