Wear One's Heart On One's Sleeve (3)~ Srce Na Rukavu (3) Poem by Jankovic Zoran

Heart on the sleeve (III)

Midnight Dream:
Lanseria Airport, Joburg.
In vain, she looks at the blank
in VIP class waiting rooms.
A bag with memories was found
in another place. It reads:
An ordinary man - a poet.

She woke up in tears.
She wiped them with her sleeve
on which he was clearly seen
fading the trail of the heart.
She was horrified:
"Is this not just a dream? "

She nervously rubbed the place
where it once stood
HEART ON THE SLEEVE.
In the empty room a scream was heard:
"Fade, fade once"

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Srce na rukavu (III)

Ponoćni san.
Aerodrom Lanseria, Joburg.
Uzalud sjedi u
čekaonici VIP klase.
Kofer sa uspomenama
je pronadjen na drugom mjestu
Na njemu piše:
Običan čovjek - skoro pjesnik.

Probudila se u suzama.
Obrisala ih je rukavom
na kome se jasno vidio
blijedi trag srca.
Bila je užasnuta:
"Zar je ovo nije samo san? "

Nervozno je protrljala mjesto
gdje je nekad stajalo
Srce na rukavu.
U praznoj sobi čuo se krik:
"Izblijedi, izblijedi već jednom"