Best Sarajevo Poems

Sarajevo - UNDER A LINDEN TREE
The morning lights and to another day
a pirate's chest you've found but will not stay
for longer than the blinking of your eye
from troubled sleep to wake wherein you die

through every ticking second where you are
as dense and far away as...

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We spoke in images
Our hands our mouth pieces
Oiled by plum brandy 
And the certainty
That what I said
You understood,
Or wanted to
Which is all that you have to do
To make an outsider feel welcome....

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SARAJEVO - the sniper
He hides behind the dirty window pane
with eyes all cold and void of any care 
in blinding heat or through a drizzle rain
his thoughts are only what has brought him there

his mind's not thinking that's a special friend
nor is that girl in...

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BRIDGES OF SARAJEVO
So stirs the heart of man, the great delight,
   to raise a banner high, the march of fate;
to lead the way, where only dark of night,
   might find a way to quench the thirst for hate;   
...

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SARAJEVO-1995  Another Cease Fire
As old as death and cold as nevermore
all set to stone, by those who've died before;
the acts of love, though viewed a falacy
reveal the truth of what has come to be
and given to what friendship has in store.

This city with its...

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Sarajevo - Death Comes
For Sarajevo, death is never known,
to bring an end, to what the body feels,
in love or hate, together, or alone,
death has no mercy for one's last appeals.

Death never fails to bring the solitude
those living on in pain, would surely bless,
though we don't...

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SARAJEVO the peacekeepers
Tomorrow there won't come a morning bright
filled with a hope that peace has come at last
and smiling girls can't dance out of a night
that's been too dark and too long in the past;

from out of troubled dreams, peacekeepers dare
to bring an end to...

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SARAJEVO - the sniper
He hides behind the dirty window pane
with eyes all cold and void of any care 
in blinding heat or through a drizzle rain
his thoughts are only what has brought him there

his mind's not thinking that's a special friend
nor is that girl in...

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SARAJEVO the safe zone
The missiles come down from surrounding green
hills made for home, but now are turned into
the hiding place for death that's always been
a part of life as life they always knew,

and when the sound of it comes to the mind
all Sarajevo hears the...

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BIRDS OF SARAJEVO
It seems the birds of Sarajevo
are gone--where did they go?
Some only say they've flown away
or scratch their heads, and just cant say.

It seems the songs of Sarajevo
are stilled--where did they go?
Some only sigh, while others cry
that all the songs were just a lie.

It...

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SARAJEVO - THE ANXIETY
A wave that grows from deep inside of me
to bring me down I feel it start to grow;
its' only name--is called--anxiety,
where it comes from no one could ever know.

As tiny needles prick my skin, I feel
sensation of a drifting tenderness 
that goes...

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VRBANJA - BRIDGE OF DEATH - SARAJEVO 1995
You steal the light when there is none to see
when there is nothing left, you take it all,
For Sarajevo. just the shell of we
stands mesmerized; and backed against the wall. 

Our Balken moon's behind some branches bare
We watch...

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SARAJEVO - CITY OF PALACES
Each hall in every palace is a death
that's been for cen'tries; never ask it why;
it leads the hearts of men, in ev'ry breath
to join the call to arms, and go to die.

and what has led them on is what's been willed
to...

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SARAJEVO - Trolls
In time we know what life is coming to,
  and what is real is what we never see;
without a trace, it stops all we can do
   to bring about those things we thought could be!

And in it all, there never...

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Their story haunts my memory, I'll tell it to you plain..
in the city of Sarajevo, a place war could never touch,
and hope it never will again.

Already thousands remain so silent under rock and clay, 
in fields of Saffron flowers of May,
and white blanket of snow...

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