Insaitable Need Poem by Aleksandar Sasha Trajkovski

An insatiable need is here
for resurrection of respect
and dignity toward individual,
piety with awe for everyone,
and inevitablecharacteristics.
For true apologies,
for letters for the admiration that today in progress,
sadly fade.
For the morning "Good morning",
hello for everyday of mine,
towards known and unknown,
old and young,
wise and unwise.
Today are more and more unknown indifferent,
without a desire for any salute,
and even less for some kind of conversation…
I also need burned slices of bread,
from my deceased granny,
for which I never knew what is better,
to eat or to smell them.
I need idle of winter,
with kids with slides gliding on the frozen alleys.
I need inspiration for creation,
more often slipping of my hands,
disappearing consciously and in unglory manner.
I need you,
intoxication of your scent magically,
mysticism of passions unrestrained,
in your love deviations...
Loaded with deprivation of necessities,
this poem is lyrically simple,
let it remain a lyrical anthem,
which testifies to a unpleasant time,
without you....