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Poetry: Maid Corbic

Maid Corbic
Maid Corbic from Tuzla, 24 years old. In his spare time, he writes poetry that repeatedly praised as well as rewarded. He also selflessly helps others around him, and he is moderator of the World Literature Forum WLFPH (World Literature Forum Peace and Humanity) for humanity and peace in the world in Bhutan. He is also the editor of the First Virtual Art portal led by Dijana Uherek Stevanovic, and the selector of the competition at a page of the same name that aims to bring together all poets around the world. Many works have also been published in anthologies.

BY THE WAYS OF PARADISE

Long ago as a boy I knew
Yes, my path is to create works
About which the world will be buzzing

But life is a difficult field above all
Which still makes people imagine themselves
In the sea of infinity and lies creating
Their speech and ways of treating others

Love is the strongest thing in the world to live by
Although she can also be so painful
Because the scenes that happen sometime before
They are still carried in the bottom of the soul on both sides

People being people, the Balkan atypical has become just that
Because love is a laughing stock to everyone
While at the bottom of the soul traces of hope
That hope remains that love is alive

And those tyrants are deliberately destroying it
Who think that love is an expensive car
A watch and other things
Love is written all over the dessert

Possibility of traveling positions
Much-needed love becomes sex
Which arises implicitly from the attitudes of immaturity

I walked the paths of Paradise and picked apples
Hoping that love still has ways
How to find your era of wisdom
But year after year I get disappointed

Because love is something that is used
Emotions and social position in time
When someone doesn't have his money, others laugh at him
Just because he's not like everyone else

And love has no limit, it comes
An honest person will find his way just then
When one least hopes and dreams
Because dreams never became unrealistic
Only if a man wants to be happy
The paths of Paradise will be followed and believed with the brain, not with the heart..
***


THE MEANING OF LIFE

Then when love finds a way
there is always a reason to smile
that shouldn't be hidden
in the sky under the clouds

I was looking for just a little hope
but hope seems to have disappeared
because the world is no longer the same
since you're gone

I'm still fighting to stay strong
in a time of survival and struggle
the meaning of life is what we don't have
not what we have

I know that having you was great
until the day you disappeared
I still regret those days of ours
that don't come back

I guess there is hope for me too
to stay happy somewhere far away
and if you remember me
I'll be fine, I promise
***

Poetry: Maid Corbic

Maid Corbic
Maid Corbic from Tuzla, 24 years old. In his spare time, he writes poetry that repeatedly praised as well as rewarded. He also selflessly helps others around him, and he is moderator of the World Literature Forum WLFPH (World Literature Forum Peace and Humanity) for humanity and peace in the world in Bhutan. He is also the editor of the First Virtual Art portal led by Dijana Uherek Stevanovic, and the selector of the competition at a page of the same name that aims to bring together all poets around the world. Many works have also been published in anthologies.

INTER-MEDICAL 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!
***


PEACE RULES IN THE WORLD

Peace for all people I just want always
because I think it's the guardian of my happiness
I don't need to develop with people
for unrest creates in my heart dangerous

I only know how to follow them
and I must never be sad
just because people make fools of me
and I think life is beautiful

I believe that my hope lies
somewhere far away where no one knows
how it affects my behaviour
and I believe that the existence of my soul
it hides in a grain of little truth

and I know that my peace is better than anything
because faith and hope give me love to the world
to solve all my problems in peace
and that I must not be what I am not, angry 
because peace is worth preserving in the world!
***


NO MORE WORDS ABOUT THE WAR

He didn't need to say anything more about the war.
Because every speech about the war
It creates a deep melancholy in me
Why does this war still have to last?
If peace among all of us still prevails?

The reason for all this is human negligence.
Because wars achieve deep unrest
I don’t want my uneasiness offered nested
For people who want war to be created
My meaning of love is to spread peace.

Not a word needs to be said about the war.
Because every speech creates an object of sadness
It hurts when the family is torn from everything.
And people still don't realize that in me.
It bites that equal of silence and the dimensions of darkness

I just want peace, not a new war.
Because we only achieve the spread of war
We must prevent war from happening again.
Because of no one's lands, the bloodthirsty people
There is even greater unrest in us.

I'm just looking for a veil of purity under peace.
Because war is everything that shouldn't be
Darkness and hell, blood on all sides
Instead of violets, we need to share
It's cut around the world and happiness

And I know that I want to share peace forever.
Because my love will continue to live
The name is written deep in my heart
Because I seek peace and respect for all
Good people who think like me, with sincerity of heart!
***


STILL HUMANITY CAN WINS WARS

One thing is not clear to me
Why still has to fight
And there is no peace in the living world
Because justice is obviously in the roars of other people
And it irritates me that the war is lasting

I just want peace in Ukraine
Because we are not waging wars anywhere
And such things must be pointed out
My heart aches when I see innocent people
How they flee from their simplicity

From the state, so young people are at war
I am afraid that unrest will come to my country as well
Although we are not connected with them
That despair gives me some discomfort
Accordingly, I have always been for peace

And I have no doubt that this is the beginning of something new
I'm just asking everyone to have the same plow
May peace be eternal in all of us
And I will try to impress everyone in Ukraine
Because we have to put an end to wars at last

Time does not know for my young years
Sometimes they often say to be a humanitarian
It just means to say the word without cover
But it is similar that I am a volunteer of the Red Cross
I am aware of how much influence I have on the world

I'm going there soon, and I'm getting paid
Just so I don't have to be like others
Because peace needs to be finally stretched
I watch people being wounded and cry

I cry like never before in my life
Because they are suffocated by the life of human beings
The light, however, lurks at the end of the tunnel
Because there are still people like me
Who want to treat others without monetary compensation
And it gives me hope that all of us are humanitarians
We share some stories that are important to all people

And I will continue to do what I know best
Help everyone, because that is the charm of truth
I love when one day people will find me
Greet the streets and alleys of various
And I am honoured to serve the justice of the truth
And evil should be eternally criticized and escaped!
***


IN THE SEA OF PEACE, LOVE COLLECTED 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!
***

Poetry: Maid Corbic

Maid Corbic
GRAY MOON, THE VIEW IS CLOSER

The view is closer, my grey moon.
It grows stronger and stronger every day.
Shining, the brightest in the living world
And I really look forward to it every day.
More than ever before

I know that Moon is very admirable.
And in the eyes of honest people in the world
A great joy for me is the Moon.
It's getting closer to my eyes every day.
Well, like I can touch it with my bare finger.

I know it's just fiction in my head.
But my Moon is growing more and more.
From the crescent, new stars are born
It will continue to be the brightest in the world.
My love is full of everything.

Because I believe in the astrology of life
I don't consider myself a weirdo.
Because my dream and my vision is
Only that love grows more and more.
It is a part of my life and destiny.

I know that the moon and the stars all planets
They rejoice when they see me.
And I almost got a chance to see the big moon.
And around him the Northman shines brightest.
It’s a part of life and my sweet destiny.

My wish is for the Moon to be so strong.
I like to believe in my stars.
I am a Scorpio and I believe in dreams.
Because my dream is to believe only
From what I see, what I want and know

And my job is to watch the moon.
How there are more and more holes every day
But I don't mind that at all.
Because I live for just one moment
To be in NASA's research department
Where I have the resources to look at all that
What I wanted and dreamed of
And my dream is the biggest of all
May the Moon recover from hell
Craters and other asteroids!
***


TAILOR'S TEETH CATCH MY LEG

I see Loh Ness in the swamp
Crocodiles walk slowly
I fear my life more than ever
As a young link I must always be
Ready for anything in life

I am afraid of all living beings in the world.
Especially those who have teeth
Big and sharp as never before
I have never seen this living being in my life.
The crocodile is a big thing for me.

I have to hunt them down because the locals are kidding
How he kitsch in front of his every day
They see large crocodiles in Loh Ness
How sharp teeth they have and save
They want to welcome their children and eat them for breakfast.

The meaning for me as a saviour is
To capture the peace and unity of the locals
But life sometimes becomes oceanic.
To accidentally step on it during the hunt
On one crocodile and on his same

I remember that January peacock
When a crocodile grabbed my leg
I screamed out loud.
I haven't seen anyone in a couple of seconds.
My colleagues were only a mile away.

They ran up to me at relay speed
And they tried to hit that crocodile with a stick.
But they failed when this crocodile
It has large cradles and crawls further inland.
While he still holds me by the mouth and grabs me by the leg

Crocodile teeth catch me very hard
I'm afraid to stand without my leg
And everything happened in a few seconds.
Until he finally let me out of his mouth
And he left me a crater and a dysfunctional leg.

Crocodile teeth grabbed my leg
Surprisingly, I did much better then
But even though I don't have a leg anymore.
I have friends who saved my life.
I am eternally grateful to them for that.

And Loh Ness, the locals were amazed at me.
How I survived, and thanked you again
Because I was the hero of my place after all.
Until the crocodile showed its teeth
And always, I always underestimated him lightly!
***


THE CLOUDS COVERED THE SUN JOYFULLY

My Sun, my everything in the world
It was covered by a dangerous cloud.
Which still betrays the spheres of the Sun.
The weather is changing so abruptly.
Not to see my light
While still, in typical I often
Suffer

I don't know what awaits me tomorrow
But I know I have to be an egg.
Because often some challenges are in front of me
Created to cross them with a little effort
But nothing is like that.
Easy

I can say that I am an arena man.
Because I have everything I want, I'm happy.
Every day I am still healthy and alive
I'm just afraid one day it won't go away.
My sun

Because I’m still looking for a hug in life
Because my sun definitely deserves hope.
And the kisses that will glow will be by me
Because he loves me the most and always
Just me in the world

This time has become very strange.
But I hope only one fact
I can be everything I am and I am not
But I still think I am very
Provocative in the sense of words

I would lie to myself that the world is bad.
But I can say that everything is around me.
It has become monotonous since my sun.
He no longer lives in the eyes
Yours

The last love in Wales died
End of all the stories I sold to you
I know I may be a freak in everyone’s eyes.
But I believe I am still enough
Special for yourself

I don't give up so easily.
And even when the cloud betrays me often
I place my hope in my sun, the rays
Which will continue to be strong enough
To bring down all that I am
I used to dream

And my dream is to live every day
Love, hope, faith, behaviour
He is a time machine towards others around for them
The weather forecast is forecast today
Sun up to thirty degrees Celsius

May love live forever.
I just always ask at the end of the day.
"And where is my Sun of Life?"
***

Bio: Maid Corbic from Tuzla, 22 years old. In his spare time he writes poetry that repeatedly praised as well as rewarded. He also selflessly helps others around him, and he is moderator of the World Literature Forum WLFPH (World Literature Forum Peace and Humanity) for humanity and peace in the world in Bhutan. He is also the editor of the First Virtual Art portal led by Dijana Uherek Stevanovic, and the selector of the competition at a page of the same name that aims to bring together all poets around the world. Many works have also been published in anthologies.