I kept you carefully
like a dear coffee mug,
from fake porcelain,
from which I never drank.
You stood on the shelf
of my, beautiful memory
as unforgettable,
unnecessary habit.
In a trance,
I deleted your bad memories.
You, again, collected them.
Tonight my hand trembled.
I realized in horror
that a plastic coffee mug
can't be broken
with the figure of the woman
I once loved.
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Šoljica za kafu
Čuvao sam te brižljivo
kao dragu šoljicu za kafu,
od lažnog poruculana,
iz koje nikad nisam pio.
Stajala si na polici
moga sjećanja na lijepo,
kao nezaboravna,
nepotrebna navika.
U transu sam ti
brisao ružne uspomene.
Ti si ih, ponovo, skupljala.
Noćas mi zadrhta ruka.
Prestavljeno shvatih
da se ne može razbiti
plastična šoljica za kafu
sa likom žene koju
sam nekad volio.
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Difficult to forget some people no matter how much we want to. Excellent poem