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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