Poetry, Jasna Gugić


Where are you, Poets,
You, Wizards? 
Let us paint with our poem
This sorrowful world
And people with masks,
For behind the mask
Even eyes are lackluster
And we no longer breathe. 
Let us raise voice
And scrape the mud from our soles.
Let us raise voice
For all of those silent in their homes
And isolated,
Immersed in the misery
Of everyday boring jobs. 
Let us cloak with our imagination
This programmed world
And keep the scent of childhood
And first kisses
Let us bring back love,
That divine joy of life.
Let us pour it over from our poems,
May it flow down the streets
And may it touch
Every solitary man in tears
And women wearing black.


After all my years of hope
I'm alone in the night
under the sky purple
and I only see your star,
Angel, show me the way
and light my path I walk
not to stumble
on the sharp life stones.
As you know,
I wait for you every morning
with the blink of the sun,
to open your eyes just once more.
But my teary mornings
are full of loneliness without a spark.
Still, I’m longing for your desire
and I’m loved by your love,
infinitely through the stars,
that you play now with.
But life goes on, painful
and days go by,
and I’m pressed by years
and I’m wondering,
are they worth it without you,
cause’ without love, all the
life is a ship without a harbor,
no anchor stormed from all sides.


By the power of love,
relax my wills
and burn the hate
in the root of ancient oaks
from my homeland
because I am not the root
lands of shame.
I do not belong
to a small tradition.
With the power of love
to silence
and be a grain of wheat
among the vast fields
of my plains.
To Be strong
in the childhood
and don't go further
of what one thinks to want.


Spring is more beautiful
in the backyard of my childhood
under a cherry blossom in bloom.
Fluid and divine white,
adorned with wishes,
dreamed in imagination
this present and untouchable love
who constantly struggles with
fear cocoon
in the depths of the soul.


Name your stillness
as my hunch
that leaves a bitter taste
of smile,
lost in days of endless hope.
Stay in silence here in front
of my glowing love.
Name my silence
as infinity with a fear of
pain encased deep on the
bottom of the heart.
Unchain all unchangeable for
me and free my dreams
with smiling life as a gift.

Bio: Jasna Gugić was born in Vinkovci, Croatia. She is the Vice-President for public relations of the Association of Artists and Writers of the World SAPS; Global Ambassador of Literacy and Culture for the Asih Sasami Indonesia Global Writers, P.L.O.T.S  USA the Creative Magazine Ambassador for Croatia; and a member of Angeena International, a non-profit organization for peace, humanity, literature, poetry, and culture. She is also co-editor of the anthology, Compassion—Save the World, one poem written by 130 world poets.

Jasna is a multiple winner of many international awards for poetry and literature, and her work has been translated into several world languages. Her first independent collection of poetry was published in 2021, a bilingual English-Croatian edition, entitled Song of Silence. She lives and works in Zagreb, Croatia.

Many of her poems have been translated into several foreign languages and are represented in joint collections. Her poems have been published in magazines in the USA, UK, Spain, Greece, Italy, Russia, India, Syria, Denmark, Brazil, Germany, Mexico, Bangladesh, Serbia, Albania, Nigeria, Belgium, Croatia, Serbia, Albania, Nigeria, Belgium, China, Chile, Nepal, Pakistan, Korea, etc.

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