Disappearing Dreams
In the
softness of the vibrant
celestial skirt
the day
unnoticeably takes away
flock by
flock
my shed
dreams.
In the
twilight
crushed by
fatigue
I forget
to copy
them
onto the
paper
and while
they disappear into forgetfulness
the night
fills my room with moonlight.
ODLAZEĆI SNOVI
U blagosti
treptavog
Nebeskoga
skuta
Dan mi
neprimetno raznosi
Jato po
jato
Prosutih
snova.
U
predvečerje
Skrhan
umorom
Zaboravim
Da ih
prepišem
Na hartiju
I dok
odlaze u zaborav
Noć puni
mi sobu mesečinom.
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