Girl's got a flaw

I know my eyes when I meet them

so many look like ours

so useless to seek them

aren't you hard to find

I know my words when I hear them

so many words like ours

still painful to feel them

been misused countless times.

Leave out your silly question

''what's this girl's flaw? ''
it's not her flaw that she can't like you

it's just that you love every hole.

Circles

When sun shines, it burns your skin
when wind blows, it shakes your chin
when rain falls, it's the roof you seek
when snow falls, you cry for heat

Too much of everything, or never enough
the weather is gentle as much as you are
the nature takes care of everyone
the leaves leave as if they are all one

The ground gives back, through ground we feed
the sky reflects the atoms of sea
the sea loves sun, sun makes you see
that circles are a promise

as you give, you receive

Sekunda

Zaustavljen pogled
Kratkotrajno
Jučer, danas, sutra
Otkazano
Priznanje trenutka
Obrisano
Životna priča
Otpisano
Poruka jasna
Neposlano

Zadrži tu ruku
da nas sekunda ne izbriše

Hunters for life

Here you go, a poem
something I have learnt
sometimes I do writing
mostly words meant to burn.

They all begin the same
a hunter starts to hunt
a hunter with no name
another hunter with no life.

Without ever knowing how to finish their game
nothing more lame than a  half-done play
half-lovers, half-men, with their artificial eyes
so sad to watch them drown in their own pile of lies.

Can you feel my passion now
or these words were too rough?
Tell me something now,
was this good enough?

Was it good?
Was I cute?
When was that, was it alright?
Was I gentle, was I tuned,
not too soon, not too tight?
Did it hurt when you heard
how you never had a heart?
Does it hurt not to have one
and to hunt the hearts whole life

Legacy

Mothers and fathers of wounded little birds

unaware of crimes of pain and hurt

threatened, controlled, robbed and burnt

who let this happen to a flying little pearl?

A life neglected for no reason at all

one should fly free near the sun and palms

the air so clean, sea free of storms

why'd you let this happen to newborn?

Mothers and fathers of tortured little birds

you've let this happen, you've let in all this dirt

abused and crazed, is this how we grow?

Children become the parents they cried for.

Cleopatra dance

There are women who have all men
and no man is their own
there are women who have one man
to squeeze him till he's gone

They play the role of Cleopatra
the best way they can
but they do not know that Cleo

is the one who doesn't play

There are women who have eyes
that can make old stars reborn
they're shiny and they're wise

they're here and then they're gone

They cannot feed on lies
or let you have their soul
so to survive and save their lives

they dig themselves deep holes

Hard to understand 
when they speak in silent tongues
with the fire no one could stand 

felt by few, known to some

She'll be enemy to all 
with a selfless heart
the fool who runs alone 

and doesn't mind the dark.

So if she starts dancing
and takes you by the hand
know you two are dancing
through Heaven, Earth and hell.