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She wants me to wait!
To remain hidden behind the sofa.
While she flirts with him.
Next week: she calls to weep,
Battered by fate; I am always a friend.

She’s somewhere close
Twin flame burning brightly
Honey on the wind

Today is today.
Hold onto grains of pinched sand.
Reminder of joy.

A vice grips my soul,
Winter’s shadows weave their cage—
Spring whispers reprieve.

Mirroring myself
Only led to broken glass
Pick up the pieces

Stained with memories
Jagged and rusted with tears
Only truth remains

Surrender

I push and you pull
Your end of rope is lengthy
When I crash, you win

The Self-loather

“Someone” that cuts deep
Weaves in and out of the day
Tripping confidence

Cultish

He, who seeks the lie
Has no trace of real conscience
I will bring you down

You’re Mine

Another fight now
Crystal pieces adorn floors
We all want a break

Mush, attempted

Believe it baby
We will never be marshland
Open fields only

Happiness is when
You breathe the fresh air and smile,
Kissed by the sweet sun.

the sun reaches forth —
icarus’ dying wish.
hold on tight for him.

by & © 2017 Miodrag Kojadinović

Four is cocoon, is death.
Lack of leaves cancels Silk Road,
poetess ruminates.

My mind meanders
Through those distant memories
Of bittersweet past.