Best Serbian Poems

A Serbian Poet. 

He was a poet; perhaps he still is, 
scribbling words
on the wall of a cell in Haag. 
A mass of hair, an unfinished 
symphony gloomily greying 
 in artificial light 
and will his hair ever feel the sensation of the wind 
tussling...

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The storms are lifting now,
where once the auburn horizons clashed with dark,
where mother led her children to drink,
where father broke the moistened dirt,
where I spoke of the bent little days;
there are no storms that we can touch,
nor the candle beside our bed; there are no...

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My family spoke two languages
I’m not the same
Results came in still thankless
Feels weird to be diagnosed anxious
Results so plain
I’m still hiding under several blankets
I ain’t sleeping
Then several days went
The same waste stays
Can’t clean when I’m chained by the anklets
Godsent prayers came in graceless
Repetitious technique chased...

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