Market Of Love ~ Pijaca Ljubavi Poem by Jankovic Zoran
Market Of Love ~ Pijaca Ljubavi
When my dead Muse sells
her feelings, lovely words,
like cheap seashells,
my thoughts are going
in the sweet hells,
a market of the love
in her unforeseeable soul.
23.4.2017.
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Pijaca ljubavi
Kad moja mrtva Muza
prodaje svoja osjećanja,
sjajne riječi, kao jeftine školjke,
moje misli odu u slatki pakao,
pijacu ljubavi u njenoj
nepredvidivoj duši.
When muse is dead... the mind starts to wander. A fascinating imaginative write.
A splendid poetic expression, sir Jankovic....10+++++++++++
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5/1/2024 8:24:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful poem sir.100+++++++++