A sea of miles, a river of silence cries out for peace
Love is given to good people.
Maid Corbic, a young poet hailing from Tuzla, Bosnia Herzegovina, shares his poetry
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.
IN THE SEA OF PEACE, LOVE SURVIVES
A sea of miles, a river of silence cries out for peace
Love is given to good people.
Ready to continue to support every step of the way
Only the happiness that surrounds them
The meaning of everything is victory and battle.
That love lies, everyone in this world knows.
Without it, the world would be ruined.
Which is still a glimmer of hope for us humans.
Who believes that war makes no sense?
And that fighting for no one’s country is absurd?
We can say that peace is justified today all day.
And I look for a spark of hope in everything.
That the world will understand goodness
And that we will divide happiness into equal parts
Love unites and gives everything to people.
Who create peace as they know best, by deeds!
It is a deed when we pat others on the shoulder.
Love lies directed towards goodness
Happiness is great if we give knowledge
The power of ordinary people always has, just know
I need to use the moment of my life
I believe that love is the meaning of life.
Yes, the reason for everything is hope.
Yes, continue to promote world peace.
We give importance to people who are afraid.
To express everything they want and feel
And I think that peace is justifiably lasting.
The ball of happiness is shrouded in truth.
Traces in the snow and in the mud, peace lives
Name and predicate “growth”
The perpetuation of life is an embrace for me of love and attention inexhaustible!
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SHADOWS OF HUMANITY
Every time I see the world around me
I remember; to be there
I love the wild and don’t consider myself a freak
I just like to dream about dreams
Because the galaxy for me was nebula alone
And a fictitious phenomenon every day
When I look high, up into the sky
I see all the anomalies and small secrets
Although I’m not aware of that yet
That the time for me is yet to come
And that I am a very young man
I’m just afraid of one for now
Yes, my destiny is still present
There, in the bosom of my soul
The intermolecularity in my heart drives me to move forward
I still find myself very special
Just because I think about my universe
Which is made of nuts and beauty
Which no one can approach yet
And even less no one to taste them
My meaning and reason for existence
Imagination can always do anything
And the reason for my laughter is the nebula
Molecular space since I live
My eternity, from my dear little one
I don’t want to be left alone
When the others leave me
Because what is life if I don’t dream dreams
And to catch the nebula at least once more
Bare hands; the space of my universe
The heart is full of love and emotions
Intertwined with the most beautiful space of feeling
Which still knocks forever in me
I am ready to give nebulae to someone
But this time if it happens
At least I give myself some hope
That it’s not all so easy
As I think; the nebula is my view
Galaxies from which I always feed
Because stars and astrology give strength
To believe when it’s hard for me
In the impossibility of one’s identity
And the nebula, the nebula is still beautiful
What a great avant-garde emotion
When I survive I can still have realities
Which give me the energy to believe
More than ever in energy
The stellar paths of humanity!
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