Cry in secret - Milica Boskovic

People leaving this country are leaving

suffering into some new world...

Promising, prettier and better

from our one...

They are leaving without mind

On the tears of mothers and fathers,

but then they cry in secret...

People are leaving because it's tight for them here

 they are not respected

their actions are not valued,

undervalued and blackmailed are leaving,

with the desire to never return...

People of all ages are leaving

and various profiles

because there is no equally for everyone here,

truth yardsticks...

If you are theirs with a little harac

You will remain a slave to death,

for which you won't even have for a coffin...

People are leaving

And with them all bitterness,

They are dear to their lands...

′′ We who stay where we are ′′ 

we will continue as usual,

we will accept living

Like defeat,

and we will rejoice every day

of our futile life...

We will write poetry and cry in secret

for children who are no longer ours.

The Chaos - Jean C Bertrand 

Sustainable

The words

The sounds

The echoes

The challenges

The potholes

The doses

Disagreeable

Practices

Good deeds

The prayers

After all

Wondrous flesh

Marvelously

Aiming to sing

Twisting wind

Zigzagging

Heartbeat

Tears falling

The physical pain

Daily sirens

Hammering

Eardrums

Damn it

Night falls

Still standing

An agreement

To sing in spring.

Realms of life - Igor Marynowski

Feel free to move in the realms of your life

And explore hidden corners of your talents

in the magic of your being

And flight of your thoughts

Under the changing circumstances

and illusion of fakeness

mixed with truth of reality that sometimes

tries to play games hide-and-seek

After the curtains of manipulative creatures

That appear and disappear

On the path of your adventures in life

merged with the moments of

non-existence that find its place on the pages of universal history.

Life is like a dream - Metin Yildirim 

It is a matter of time before the dream ends.

Just as close as a blink.

No one should fall for the world's

sweet goods,

color and tongue.

Living is good living is hard.

We all struggle to live well.

We were there when this dream ended,

it is an example of us.

Memories and works are Baku.

The rest is a lie,

everything is empty. 

A Magician - Dave Gretch  

A losing battle, lost, no ammunition,
of new profession, why not magician?

would make sin fly away, forever far,
be gone from mankind, eternity star

earth, blossom into kindness world
every people love and be loved

all healthy, no disease, nor fight
even make jealousy take a flight

fun and creativity, adventure pure
life of hugs, magic would be cure.      

        The last love God – Soshana Vegh

left at shelf in the cupboard

 It became an empty vessel

 And I let go from my soul

 To another heart

I found my new love God

 A savanna bailiff warrior

 A fighter sitting next to a tree

 Expect from a distance

Come the dream.