Spread your soul and lift
Your call towards the gift
The present of a child a never ending now
To live here each moment in a God blessed vow
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Blessed child,
Blessed child,
Blessed child,
You will live to see Eternity,
Either way,
There is the blessed in your love,
Let it reign,
Maybe you are blessed than any other,
You will not die blessed child,
You will live to see Heaven in your heart,
Either way you are a blessed child,
I can see it in your eye's,
That you are far much blessed.
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A leaf turns not into a fall
If there’s a hand a soft bottom call
Autumns of rain autumns of gold
In each leaf the soul beauty enfolds
And it’s not dying just fallen asleep
Beauty spelled peaceful in spring to leap
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The gift of words
Some words I swallowed
Like pots of rain
Their beauty quenched the thirst
Some words I swallowed
Like fire and pain
Their bitterness left me cursed
Some words I wrote
In anger and haste
And spat them on the palm
Some words I sought
To heal be chaste
To find the peace be calm
Some words I followed
Like footprints lost
In dying piles of leaves
Some words I followed
Like benevolent host
Once he really receives
Both the gift of words
Right from the lips
That used to sing the poles
And the gift of words
When the mind slips
Into the broken holes
©Miroslava Odalović
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Have you seen those desert eyes
Surely some burns breathed out the heat
Sun turning wheels clocks spinning sand
Sand storm slides made of desert clouds
Ending up in a single moment standing still
When eventually unnaturally nothing you think
Will ever eve morn move on
The desert of the Spiritus Movens
Motionless burnt in a beheaded lion roar
The carcasses flying above
I’d like to think something is going to happen you thought
But for this handy sky
Written up by too many hands
But for this sandy outpour
Slapping the holes of the storms
To force the snakes into their endless winding
I’d like to think something
But for these winged deceptions
Stuffed birds hunting up and down
Is eventually going to happen
©Miroslava Odalović
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Antagonism vs epigonism
It's more interesting to watch two strong spirits in antagonism that a multitude of them in epigonism.
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Joy
Joy needs no reason at all, sorrow looks for one?
Radosti ne treba razlog, tuga ga traži?
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Lunacy-Ludilo
Lunacy is a metaphor one should not play with.
Ludilo je metafora sa kojom se ne bi trebalo poigravati.
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Limits/Granice
Perhaps we can put a mountain into chains
But the echo will survive.
Mozda mozemo okovati planinu
Ali eho ć e preživjeti.
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Paint/Slikaj
Paint surreal nightmare a mimetic future?
Slikaj nadrealni košmar mimetič ku buduć nost?
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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Dear Diary-Dragi Dnevnič e
I cannot write, zour paper is too innocently white.
Ne mogu da pišem, papir ti je isuviše nevino bijel.
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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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It ain't like in the movies at all
and it ain't the way one writes
even if he's not been there
and it ain ;) t the way one hopes
naive as he's not been there
and it ain: (t the way one thinks
'cause he's never seen
bird watchers watch the prey move stealthily
just to turn it into an ngo
no lol no it ain :) t like in the movies at all
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The Trees Know The Heart Of The Breeze
When gently touched in hugs of air
The sounds know the voice of the call
Addressed in a silent whisper of ease
Of relief deliverance from life in despair
Of irreplaceable love for each for all
This is why they sway in cradles of morns
This wind soothing cries of so many lips
Loved by the life that high above adorns
Open hands and light on the fingertips
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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Interpretations-Tumač enja
Are terrible burden of contemporary thinking language stuck states of mind.
su užasan teret savremenog mišljenja stanja uma zaglavljena u jeziku.
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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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May Bring You
Remember to sing at the top of your lungs
The angels will hear you voice and summon your soul back to heaven
The angels cry as the body dies aimlessly and shamelessly in a desolate world
Treasure each wakened moment for you have been given the gift of life
Give thanks for today you rise with the morning sun.
May the sun kiss your beautiful smile
May your rosy cheeks glisten for every day you draw breath is seen as good day
You have been blessed with life so live it
May joy enter into your world each and everyday
May you overcome all obstacles in your way
May you always look at the bright side for it always can be worst
Life is like a party where you can choose to sit it out or dance
Remember a wise man once said that yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, and today is a gift
That is why we call it the present
Live today for tomorrow is always one day away
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Not anything else
you say that's been said
you say that's been said
you've seen that's been seen
you've seen that's been seen
you've been that's been hurt
you've been that's been hurt
'there's still some heart that beats under this shirt'
you've said it's been said
you've said it's been seen
you've said will beat again
©Miroslava Odalović
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Readability-Č itljivost
Is a tip of an iceberg that melts down with the first letter read, the rest is an ocean of interpretations.
Č itljivost je vrh ledenog brijega kji se topi sa prvim proč itanim slovom, ostalo je okean tumač enja.
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At The Heart Of Exit
Help
Save
Preserve
Love
Beautify
Restore
Torn
Still
Strong
Word s
Cherished
The ways
Of Mother Earth
Singing real loud
The song of Entrance
At the heart of Exit
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poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Know Your Life
You've got to be,
Alive.
You've got to be,
A lion loose.
You've got to feel...
Your juices pumping,
And...
Goose bumps to chill you too!
You've got to grow,
Up to cope.
You've got to accept,
And to let go.
You've got to be,
Both strong and weak...
To...
Stand and walk on two feet.
To know,
Life.
Yes,
To know...
Your life.
You've got to be,
Alive.
You've got to be,
A lion loose.
You've got to feel...
Your juices pumping,
And...
Goose bumps to chill you too!
To know,
Life.
Yes,
To know...
Your life.
To live your life...
Knowing it was given to live.
To live your life...
As a gift blessed to get to live.
To live your life...
Knowing it was given to live.
To live your life...
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to be,
Alive.
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to feel...
Your juices pumping,
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to feel...
Those goose bumps that come to chill.
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to be,
Both strong and weak.
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to...
Stand and walk on two feet.
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to...
Stand and walk on two feet.
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to...
Know your life,
As a gift blessed to get to live.
You've got to...
Know your life,
As a gift.
You gotta,
Let go of unrest to know...
With that moanin' gone to go.
You gotta,
Let go of unrest to know,
With that moanin' gone to go.
You gotta,
Let go of unrest to know...
With that moanin' gone to.
You gotta,
Know your life!
And...
Live it righteous.
Know your life!
And...
Live it righteous.
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Picaro grew smaller and smaller
The hurdles grew taller and taller
Satyros tragos peeled off his skin
Piled up reality up to his chin
Now swim through the dim
Oceans of blue heart
Butterfly style make it an art
©Miroslava Odalović
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Unheard
you can hear but a millionth part
of what the edges are silent about
no matter how many ears you lend
to the sound of rains
or the wind that I could never spell
or the waves I was crashed in
or a thunder that once spoke to me
about the lightening beauty encoded
in the palm of a human hand
©Miroslava Odalović
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