Nurija Mehovic
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Poem "A hummingbird's fist-sized heart":
- published April 13, 2009
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Other poems by Nurija Mehovic:
»Albania«
»Be a friend«
»Beauty«
»Feeling«
»Friendship«
»God«
»Hope is faith holding out its hand in the darkness«
»I'll be here«
»Love is«
»Morning«
»Small word«
»The night never ends«
»The unimaginable line«
»Untitled«
»Who is the only one you trust«
»You are here«
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Poem "A hummingbird's fist-sized heart":
- published April 13, 2009
- viewed 154 times
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»A hummingbird's fist-sized heart«
The body screams for peace, and soul is looking for rest.
Peace means body wants to rest, but,
So many things is going on in this world,
And is so hard for the body to relax.
But, how the soul will find peace when we leave my green and white eye.
I know we will find peace there,
Because there will be only one God judgment, Honesty and love, but how we going to find peace here,
On the everything-crushed Earth? So many people have this feeling of a God-like power,
And make a buzzard living on earth. I don't know if the earth sees it, but I do see it.
Can everybody in this earth just live
like a hummingbird with its powerful and fist-sized heart,
And not hurt anybody
So many people think they are spotless, but they are not,
Because they have spots on their brain:
They are cobras,
they are jaguars, hunting,
So many innocent people and children. Why are we here on this Earth? To make this Earth lighter, To help others
Any kind of problem to make a solution without pain
How the world would look
like without no Strawberry trees, no Narcissus, no beautiful deep oceans, no grass, no anther,
And also so many other things?
Do you think this looks scary,
When you close your eyes? Do you think we will exist?
That's the way I am feeling it's going to be.
Nobody knows nobody.
Can you believe a mother to hurt her own child?
Can you think of anything worse to happen on this earth. Did you think she is a mother?
She is an ugly wolf, God make it, and nobody can see it! That's the scary part. We cannot see inside people
We live under billions of stars,Under one sun one moon, On one earth, We drink the same water, we breathe the same air,
And I know one thing :
We die the same way. Let the beach flow with the waves how is it smooth without ending ,
The perfect acoustics of underwater deafness,
I would just try to see the light and
Take one breathe of air,
To reach something to say with out ending.
Peace means body wants to rest, but,
So many things is going on in this world,
And is so hard for the body to relax.
But, how the soul will find peace when we leave my green and white eye.
I know we will find peace there,
Because there will be only one God judgment, Honesty and love, but how we going to find peace here,
On the everything-crushed Earth? So many people have this feeling of a God-like power,
And make a buzzard living on earth. I don't know if the earth sees it, but I do see it.
Can everybody in this earth just live
like a hummingbird with its powerful and fist-sized heart,
And not hurt anybody
So many people think they are spotless, but they are not,
Because they have spots on their brain:
They are cobras,
they are jaguars, hunting,
So many innocent people and children. Why are we here on this Earth? To make this Earth lighter, To help others
Any kind of problem to make a solution without pain
How the world would look
like without no Strawberry trees, no Narcissus, no beautiful deep oceans, no grass, no anther,
And also so many other things?
Do you think this looks scary,
When you close your eyes? Do you think we will exist?
That's the way I am feeling it's going to be.
Nobody knows nobody.
Can you believe a mother to hurt her own child?
Can you think of anything worse to happen on this earth. Did you think she is a mother?
She is an ugly wolf, God make it, and nobody can see it! That's the scary part. We cannot see inside people
We live under billions of stars,Under one sun one moon, On one earth, We drink the same water, we breathe the same air,
And I know one thing :
We die the same way. Let the beach flow with the waves how is it smooth without ending ,
The perfect acoustics of underwater deafness,
I would just try to see the light and
Take one breathe of air,
To reach something to say with out ending.
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