Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 87 Points (Montenegro)

Sideroad/Krajputasica - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Darkness winged in forebodings paths
A lock of hair medallion hidden
Like the mole of the beginning
You were born for
You were lived away endlessly
In hidden pain you drummed
A star paved Sideroad made by raindrops
With raindrops into streams flown away away
Swelling in the duration strength
A little necklace of death
Around your neck
The circles of time you spinned
A lock of hair medallion hidden
Like the mole of the beginning
You were born for
In dusty steps you crafted noise
A rusty gates steal made
Opened despite the fear
The eyes always staring behind
Behind and behind
Unnoticed by endless mirrors
Misty clouds you lifted
Within a never ripe enough eyes
For the revelation
Tied within the revealed
In an invisible veil chain
What you’ve been lived away for
Endlessly
Self facing
In hidden pain you drummed
A lightful road made in darkness
Labyrinth of paths for whom the reward
For what, which efforts
Spasmodically embracing you held
Spasmodically embraced and nailed
The hope drunk from its own yearning
A star made Sideroad
In raindrops held
The rain filled with the mind
Long time forgotten by the window pane
Glass smashed
The strength of entrance under the eaves
The trace of a swelling pourdown
A roaring downflight waterfall
In raindrops into streams flown away away
Pour down pour down pour down
Fill in the emptiness of the heart
The hands unembraced hanged around
Darkness winged forebodings paths
A necklace of death around your neck
The circles of time you spinned
A lock of hair medallion hidden
Like the mole of the beginning
You were born for






Putanjom slutnji raskriljen mrak
Medaljonom skriven uvojak kose
Ko beleg poč etka za šta rođ ena bi
Za šta odživljena u nedogled
Skrivenim bolom dobovala si
Krajputašice zvjezdana od kišnih kapu stvorena
Od kišnih kapi u potoke odlivena
Snagom trajanja nabujala
Lanč ić od smrti oko vrata
Godove vremena uvijala si
Medaljonom skriveni uvojak kose
Ko beleg poč etka za šta rođ ena bi
Stopama prašnjavim stvarala zvuk
Zarđ ale dvijeri od č elika
Uprkos strahu otvarala
Pogledom što uvijek zuri iza
Iza u nedogled beskrajnih ogledala neprimjeć ena
Oblake magle raskrivala
U nikada dovoljno sazrelim oč ima
Za otkrivenost
Otkrivenošć u vezana
Ko lancima vela nevidljim
Za šta odživljena u nedogled
Suoč enošć u
Skrivenim bolom dobovala si
Tminom sazdana svjetlopuni put
Lavirintom staza od koga nagrada
Za šta koja pregnuć a
Zagrljajem grč evito držala si
Zagrljajem grč evito stegnuta
Nado pijana od sopstvene č ežnje
Krajputašice zvjezdana
U kišnoj kapi držana
Umom ispunjena kišo
Odavno oknom zaboravljena
Staklom polomljena
Snagom ulaska pod strehama
Trag od nabujalog sipanja
Sipaj sipaj sipaj sipaj
Ispuni prazninu srca
Ruke nedogrljene obješene
Oko putanji slutnji raskriljenim mrakom
Lanč ić od smrti oko vrata
Godove vremena uvijala si
Medaljonom skriveni uvojak kose
Ko beleg poč etka za šta stvorena bi


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011


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