The beloved of God
It wasn’t well,
Scattered thoughts
Dance distorted,
A drunken wing.
I caress your hair,
An illusion trampled on the laws,
The beloved of God,
Scattering pearls.
In the hollow boat,
Rare ones shone,
With sorrow and longing,
Forgotten at the bottom.
The distances stretched,
Crushed promises,
Outrunning time,
Restlessness echoes.
In my veins,
A turbulent sea,
Wounded by words,
Drowned the dawns.
Love
My beloved, you are the sigh of my soul,
My beginning and my end,
You are the smile upon my face,
The beauty of a dreamt vow.
A silent home left behind,
In your embrace, found,
Inevitable, unfinished,
Longing in broken wings.
Powerless to fly,
The dreamed, fragrant flower,
When silence overwhelms me,
Words lose their meaning.
A hidden hope approaches,
Swallowing my bewildered thoughts,
I ceased living long ago,
Bitter at the rainy skies.
I try to impress,
The man to whom I give
Verse and cherished dreams,
This is how my wish weaves the lines.
Duska Kontic
