MORNINGA Poem by Ivan SokacLife
It's morning again. It’s a new day and all is clear. Just not to taint it, to stay the same, same like a tear…
I lost some dreams on the sidewalk, so I had to dream them again… But never mind, it’s morning again and everything is clear. Just not to taint it, to stay the same, like a tear…
Therefore, it is blue, honest and beautiful... Today you will walk again underneath it, and rejoice for the day that give you the morning. But do not let him go away dull in eternity, to attrist the sky and not to be clean. Let it remain as this morning - serene...
May the giants
tame in your and my embrace and let the wings of iron bird melt in this sun of ours, so she can
transform in the pigeon and her soul can become gentle...
May this be a prayer to your or to my God. Nevertheless, like morning is clear. Just not
to taint it, to stay the same. Same like a tear…
© 2018 Ivan Sokac |
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1 Review Added on May 4, 2018 Last Updated on May 4, 2018 AuthorIvan SokacBelgrade, SerbiaAboutIvan Sokač (1975. Belgrade) is member of the Association of Serbian Writers. Prose and poetry writer, translated into several languages. By 2018, he published six books. He got won numerous award.. more.. |

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