Biography of Jankovic Zoran
Rodio se u Sarajevu, Jugoslavija. Živjeo je cetiri države a pomakao se svega 400 kilometara od rodnog grada.
Volio je tri žene. Prva žena mu je rodila djecu i ona je danas njegov najbolji prijatelj. Druga žena mu je uljepšala najbolje godine života, razboljela se i umrla. Treca žena mu se zvala Muza i za osam godina je dva puta ubila sebe u njemu. Ipak ne živi potpuno sam.
Živi sa uspomenama u Beogradu, Srbija.
He was born in Sarajevo, Yugoslavia. He lived four countries and moved only 400 kilometers from his hometown.
He loved three women. The first wife bore him children, and she is now his best friend. The other woman adorned him with the best years of his life, she got sick and died. A third woman was called Muse and in eight years she killed twice in him. Still, he does not live entirely alone.
He lives with memories in Belgrade, Serbia.
- I Love You ~ Volim Te -new-
- After Love ~ Posle Ljubavi -new-
- Yesterday's Dream (For My Jela)~ Jučeraš... -new-
- Vagner's Adagio ~ Vagnerov Adađo
- I'm Writing This Poem With My Gaze ~ Pog...
- My Faithful Mistress ~ Moja Vjerna Ljuba...
- Music Of Angel ~ Muzika Anđela
- I Lead You To A Hidden Place ~ Na Skrive...
- Stay In Me A Nice Memory ~ Lijepa Uspome...
- Instant Love ~ Instant Ljubav
- Masks ~ Maske
- Prayer Of Little Prince ~ Molitva Za Mal...
- Lost Love ~ Izgubljena Ljubav
- Reminiscence ~ Uspomene (2)
Jankovic Zoran Poems
Tulips In The Snow ~ Lale U Snijegu
You're looking at the unnatural picture: Tulips in the snow. Tulips are a symbol of beauty and power. Snow is what you love.
Woman's Hand ~ Ženske Ruke
A woman's face can have a grimace Whatever the woman's mind wants. A woman's body can handle everything: Love, birth and death.
Photography ~ Fotografija
Photography She woke up and looked out the window:
Pick Me Up Poetry ~ Pokupi Moju Poeziju
If you take my poetry like the flame of a candle which burns only for you will be feel the pain that's in me.
Woman From Poemhunter ~ Žena Iz Poem Hun...
I met her at PoemHunter. It was eight years ago. We watched birth, divorce, and death. Today I know everything about her.
Our Son Sigmund Freud ~ Naš Sin Sigmund ...
You said you had a sleep paralysis. Later, you said I had paranoia. We knew eight years. If you'd then gave birth to a son
Rose For Rose Marie (For Rose Marie Juan...
Rose for Rose Marie (For Rose Marie Juan-austin) Roses speak with their colors. What kind of rose do I give to your letters:
Beethoven And Elise (For Tanja) ~ Betove...
If you were a beautiful pianist Elise who is twenty-one years old, and if I'm an old, deaf genius who has forty and a few years,
Poem Without Letters ~ Pjesma Bez Slova
My body is empty a soul hungry memories. Do you feel tonight, my friend, like me:
Market Of Love ~ Pijaca Ljubavi
When my dead Muse sells her feelings, lovely words, like cheap seashells, my thoughts are going
Waiting ~ Čekanje
When you wait for love, never ask if she is heading for you because sweet premonition and eternal hope will keep your heart open.
I'm Not A Little (Paris) ~ Nisam Mala (P...
I'll buy you a bagel on the Trocadero square and you will say: Why not a little?
Pretty Woman ~ Lijepa Žena
A beautiful woman is like a cathedral. Everyone is impressed but it only touches brave and courageous. If they don't feel its heat,
My Happiness ~ Moja Sreća
Take a mirror and look at yourself So this is my happiness: Your typed letter An unmistakably placed comma
Nane Čoka - Nemam Suknju
Kafana puna gustog dima.
Muzika koja lomi dušu:
Nane čoka - nemam suknju.
Cigani lete u nebo.
Ona igra za stolom i lomi čaše,
a nema suknju.
Polako čitači, čitajte polako.
Ja sjedim za stolom i nijemo gledam.