Poem by Miljana Živanović
***Poetry and You
How can I touch your heart,
how to weave threads around the soul ?!
How; when I am silent ?!
Do you let the mind dominate,
and your voice sounds just like poetry to me ?!
Through many sighs, sadness
I collect so many letters and words
that one day the idea,
thought in the resulting poem
arises from which the wall will broked.
And then I keep you, so I let you go …
How the anthems could escape
harmless soldiers of the mind,
and wander in search,
longing for souls in the limbs of the human heart …
And I’m losing my mind, in poetry.
The entrances line up with the stars
and the stories that lead us.
Even other people’s voices sound like mine …
Why does poetry seem familiar to me,
I knew you were here!
Shh!
Poetry, poetry … poetry.
With a few words in pieces,
tangle and refresh my soul!
And I know … between the broken walls
I need a verse, I need a poem …
***Poezija i Vi
Kako mogu dodirnuti Vase srce,
kako izatkati konce oko duše?!
Kako; kad mnome vlada tišina?!
Zar pustiti um da dominira,
a Vaš mi glas zvuči baš kao poezija?!
Kroz mnogo uzdaha, tuga
skupljam toliko slova i reči
da jednog dana ideja,
misao u nastaloj pesmi
nastaje od koje će zid da se ruši.
A onda Vas prizivam, pa pustim…
Kako bi himne mogle pobeći
bezopasnim vojnicima uma,
i lutaju tražeći,
žudeći za dušama u udovima ljudskog srca…
A ja gubim razum, u poeziji.
Ulazi usklađeni sa zvezdama
i pričama koje nas vode.
Čak i tuđi glasovi zvuče kao moj…
Zašto mi se i poezija čini poznata,
Znala sam da ste tu!
Pst!
Poezija, poezija … poezija.
Sa nekoliko reči u komadima,
zamrsi pa mi osveži dušu!
I znam…
Treba mi stih, treba mi poema…
© Miljana Živanović
Naters, Switzerland
