You give yourself like a flash of lightning,
but no thunder is heard from you.
It just flickers a glow in your eyes
and I know you will leave soon,
I know you will come back again.
To you men are like a stick.
You rely on them for a moment
and you keep walking.
For me just is left
to remember the rustle of a silk
while I wait for you to come again.
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Čekanje (Tebi)
Daješ se kao bljesak munje,
ali se ne čuje iz tebe grom.
Samo ti zatitra sjaj u oku
i ja znam da ćeš uskoro otići,
znam da ćeš se opet vratiti.
Tebi su muškarci kao štap.
Osloniš na njih za trenutak
i nastaviš da koračaš.
Meni je preostalo samo
da se sjećam kako šušti svila
dok čekam da ponovo dođeš.
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Romantic poetry at its best leaving the reader with food for thought!