Hasan Haskovic

Rookie - 106 Points (30.12.1997 / Sarajevo, Bosnia and Herzegovina)

Hasan Haskovic Poems

1. Artless 1/2/2013
2. Lit The World 1/10/2013
3. Beneath Setting Suns 1/14/2013
4. Between Sadness And Inspiration 1/25/2013
5. With Heroes Dead 2/4/2013
6. Barbed Dreams 2/14/2013
7. Burden 3/21/2013
8. A Nightmare 3/25/2013
9. Room For Thought 4/1/2013
10. Hands I Hold 4/17/2013
11. Hymns Unsung 12/26/2012
12. Days Beyond 12/29/2012
13. Melancholy 12/29/2012
14. Sealed Unto Tears 12/9/2012
15. Old Wonder 5/14/2013
16. No One Like You/Defined 5/31/2013
17. Cold, Broken Hands/You As The Foundation 6/3/2013
18. One So That You Know I Understand 6/10/2013
19. Nobody 6/22/2013
20. Left Alone With Distrust 6/26/2013
21. Cruelty Of Being 7/2/2013
22. Emotion 7/3/2013
23. Profound 7/11/2013
24. Masterpieces 7/16/2013
25. I Still Remember 7/17/2013
26. To Hold And To Have 7/18/2013
27. Road To Nowhere 7/19/2013
28. The Man And Those Below 6/11/2013
29. The Beauty Of The Passing Storm 8/12/2013
30. The Path To Sanctuary 8/15/2013
31. In The Depth Of Human Hearts 8/21/2013
32. If The Feelings Rain 8/24/2013
33. The Milestone 9/3/2013
34. Made To Fail/Repeat 9/3/2013
35. Beneath Our Feet And Our Skin 9/5/2013
36. Old Struggles 9/12/2013
37. Fall Down, Never Know Why 9/16/2013
38. Troubled Adoration 9/26/2013
39. The Truth In Me 10/4/2013
40. Heritage For My Birth Town 10/28/2013
Best Poem of Hasan Haskovic

My Childhood

At first there was light
The voice of unknown
Beauty and purpose
Something into which we are grown

Back then, just a handfull of years
A time which had no meaning
Not that I could discern
Yet so much melody, harmony, color
All the stars bright and gleaming
No dusk, no obscurity
Just plain emotion
Warmth and reality

With every passing year
The Sun shined less
Sorrow became more frequent
Yet unaccepted by the rest

Two handfulls have passed
Just yesterday, it seems
The reality closer, more bitter
Yet I've grown no ...

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Days Beyond

Counted days 'till the end
Spoke tales of the past
But never lived a day between
Never though it wouldn't last
Receded in front of every trial
Turned away from reminiscence
Embraced tides of decay with a smile
Drowned in the depth of my own fear

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