This is a poem about different worlds of reality and surreality.


A Game


I've opened all the paths toward me.
From one side, the heaven is coming to me.
from the other, you, and at the window,
a sparrow is cheering and flies toward his brothers.

I've opened all the paths toward me
and waited for the guests, uninvited and invited,
the unknown and known, and those
that can't be seen - to see me.

I've opened all the paths toward me,
and seen a tree, its branches caress me,
hills are talking to me,
a jealous river is puffing and passing by,
while I'm sitting in my room.





Poetry by Dejan
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Written on 2006-08-22 at 15:49

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Teala
When you stare into the abyss, remember, it staring back at you...nice write.
2006-08-22