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Past Half of Seven Poems


HUNGER It's a sad story to day But the truth is real The damnation is upon us Our head is in the bag... The rich rule the world Mercy they have none Because of the malice, the damn money Millions are dying... There is no more honesty Poor guy doesn't even have a sleep That's the scheme created Everything is for sale today... Drugs, trees, slavery Water, oil and gas The cemetery is full of the poor Is there a salvation? More than half the world They have nothing to eat Capital is a target for everyone The rich don't care about misery... Everybody swear to God A mouth full of honesty They would like to wear a crown Satan's desire is in vain... Man is a strange creature Everything against himself is working A dark dawn is dawning Many are starving to death. © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA


I WISH I would like to say a lot I feel like singing a song about love, life and happiness - I wish no one suffers! I wish all the people of the world they do not get sick, they do not suffer from hunger. Everyone - from a woman to a small child the twinkle in your eye to vomit. In the eyes of shining stars May the dawn be full of dew to watch birds where they nest to wear smiles on their face. I wish there was no war to live our lives in peace. I wish a song was written oh the joy of a rainbow after the rain! I would like to say more and more in a few words, a few verses so that there should be no dreaming about happiness already the future is better, new. I feel like singing all sorts of things from the bottom of my heart to send a message. This imagination of mine is big to put oblivion on torment. I wanna write a song for all the people of the world to understand it - bell song the most beautiful so far For the whole planet to read it! I would like even when I'm gone that my song is read happily Yes kindness brings back many people so that everyone can be God's flock again. © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA


THE CALL OF ETERNITY The rain is coming cold Stormy night it's gonna be Destiny is my poor one I can't hide my tears... My soul has no peace Not even a dark night this one Sadness touches my heart A long way is calling me... Dark are the clouds above In the sky in the distance The sea waves gently While I wait in silence... Memories flying through my head On the past days of the rainbow I have a lot of thirst I'm hurting with the feeling of sadness... The force is leaving my body I don't even have the will anymore Like I'm waiting for a opelo Napping on a deserted shore... I can feel an end coming on My time is passing by I might go to heaven I will take the burden off my salary... I'm leaving my dreams behind Letting the sun shine through Darkness black is calling my name Into an eternal embrace... Spooky gloomy nights I will sail across the seas The black boat will come Into the distance I will go... © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA


THE POET No plaques or diploma Can't give the song the rewards The song is carried in your heart While the hand writes the ballads itself. Songs are the source of feelings From a warm, poetic soul A source of love and hope What all barriers are breaking down. Every song has a beginning But it never ends Because there is a song rhyme Every poet carries it in his soul. People are the same for the poet His skin color doesn't matter All poets are pure in soul The song can not be fake. Fighting for justice and world peace Every poet cultivates within himself Health, love for the planet A poet does not write out of necessity. If all people were poets There would be peace all over the world Love would bloom like flowers They would stop the mischief hir. © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA


SPRING I sulked out of my chest The cool air feels good Spring when it wakes up The sun shines the most beautifully... As the dawn breaks the wounds, The happy song is the bird Let's wait for better days Illuminated with beauty... The grass is green and full of roses Flower buds on the trees Messing around with your hair Birds land to their nests... The merry play of nature Spectrum of the rainbow colors My heart is really sick The calmness of spring mornings... And your pretty face While the sun is shining Just like the birds of paradise Dreams come true... Looking into the eyes of shining I'm waiting for the dawn Full of love that never ends Stay in the palm of my hand... © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA


T R E R E C T I N G The starry sky at night The basket is blowing a cold one In my thoughts in solitude My soul is so pitiful... A deep sadness within me As the wind carries thoughts Dreams of a woman A flower in her hai... And the pale moon shines Remember the good old days Take the river of dreams The wounds remain in the heart... Being alone knows how to hurt The nights of sleepless, the lone ones When someone loves each other My mind is filled with sadness... A view of an empty bed Reminds me of your own words With you through thick and thin The memories are mine... The times of happiness will come They usually don't last long Everything goes around comes around Sadness remains at the end. © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA


WENTLE The icy cold winter The morning fog is thick House chimneys are in smoke The white plains are empty... There is no one out there Everyone is running to a warm home And the cat naps in the room Messed up while making a break... The roads are covered by snow While other trees are decorated That hill is also flat The snow managed to hide him... Whiteness all over the place Some dog is getting bit by bit The birds have no food Seeking salvation under fear... It's cold this winter Not even the sun won't branch And a stream under the ice waits Warmer morning to dawn... I am watching from my warm room The harsh beauty of winter I will surrender to my dreams I"m having the best of my life... People don't even be aware What a force nature is While the winter outside is furious For us it was the case... © DUSAN KOVAČEVIĆ BATULJA Serbia

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