My love for you always makes sense, because I give you my words and feelings; I never got over your defeat in the eyes when you mysteriously disappeared

Maid Corbic, a young poet hailing from Tuzla, Bosnia Herzegovina, shares his poem on love

Maid Corbic from Tuzla, Bosnia Herzegovina, is a well awarded young poet. Many of his works have been published in anthologies and magazines in Chile, Spain, Ecuador, Bosnia and Herzegovina, San Salvador, United Kingdom, Indonesia, India, Croatia, Serbia, etc. as well as printed anthology of poems “Sea in the palm of your hand”, “Stories from Isolation”, and” Kosovo Peony “and others. In 2020 he was named Poet of the Year in the Indo-Universe Group, which also engages in charity around the world. He is winner of numerous awards, among them the association “KNS – Nova Svjetlost” in Sarajevo, during which he won a bronze charter for his work. He is the winner of the BigBang competition that was organized in Tuzla in 2021.

HAND IN HAND

My love for you always makes sense

Because I give you my words and feelings

I never got over your defeat

In the eyes when you mysteriously disappeared

I don’t know what happened now, but

My love for you still exists

Because I dream of your face every day

How it smiles at me joyfully

Maybe I’m not perfect like everyone else

But I feel that the love that was given to you

Maybe she should have been different

Because love is the strongest weapon I have

One day when I go there too

Where I should go, I will be aware

That having you was a joy because knowing

When I hugged you my world stopped

At least for one lap of honor

My fight for you will continue

Although you are no longer among the living, I feel

Yes, I will still be your best friend

My feeling will never change

A circle of honor for this love I will give you

Although you no longer see my touch and emotion

One day when the world and life stops

You will understand that I carry all my sin on my soul

And you be happy at my attempt

Approaches and joy when it doesn’t work out

The way it was supposed to go

In the real world

I live in the imaginary every day

My memory area is available to you

I draw strength and bear the burden of love

I give you this circle of honor for love

I never dreamed of a crash between us

Come! Come to your senses my dear

This is not the time to leave without a hug

Come back! You exist in my heart!

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Published under International Cooperation with "Sindh Courier"