When love opens its doors, nothing can be the same anymore

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.

WHEN LOVE CLOSES THE DOOR

The last smoked cigarette on the ground remained

While still silently observing everything around me

People who walk happily with someone

While only I am looking for hope and a source of happiness

I never considered myself a hero

Because I could never become one

Just a trace in time I became immortal

Where I am still looking for my hidden happiness

Memories still come flooding back

My heart cannot accept more people

Which often hurt me just because I’m different

Just because I’m special from others around me

Maybe one day my luck is destined

But until that happiness I have to go bravely

I walk some streets of darkness and evil

To find myself in something that I can and feel

When love opens its doors

Nothing can be the same anymore because

Love is the strongest weapon against everything

And the fight for what has never been described…

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Published under International Cooperation with "Sindh Courier"