Last Wind Poem by Vukasin Vucenovic

As the last wind moves towards me
I move away from it.
It is pushing me away
it gives me no reason to stay.

A glancing view struck my eye
my home city, the river and I.
On a castle there, in pain, I stood
My head dizzy, my soul dry.

But I'm holding it all back
I won't cry,
This is the place where I die.
Casting myself out of this shell
full of remorse, fear and shy.

I break my arrows, I throw my sword
No further am I willing to fight.
Not because I'm giving it all up
For I don't know where my enemy resides
In you or I?

Here in this place
Where first love I ever sworn
I shall die but I shall be born.

And as the last wind moves towards me
I move away from it
For I don't want to die
I want to live.