Scar ~ Ožiljak Poem by Jankovic Zoran

The scar is a reminder of our body
for the moment when we were careless.
We gently touch it with our finger,
we smile brightly and let's forget
the nonsense that happened to us.


We don't see the scar on the soul,
but we know it's a wound
which is never healed.
We just feel the flash of memory;
some strange void shines,
and our memories are in vain
trying to fill it.

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Ožiljak

Ožiljak je opomena našeg tijela
na trenutak kad smo bili nepažljivi.
Dodirnemo ga nježno prstom,
sjetno se nasmiješimo
i zaboravimo glupost
koja nam se desila.


Ožiljak na duši ne vidimo,
ali mi znamo da je to rana
koja nikad nije zaliječena.
Samo osjetimo bljesak sjete,
zasija neka čudna praznina,
a naša sjećanja uzalud
pokušavaju da je popune.