DENISA KONDIC
More Then More
What is a man
Without God?
A grain of sand
In a desert
Without footprints.
What is a man
Without his inner self?
The essence dispersed
In the space that has no end.
Who am I
Beside you?
A purpose fulfilled
To be one with the One.
Art Is A Bliss
Art is a bliss
Of a spiritual being
Made of colors and words.
Painting with heart strokes
Where beats give rhythm
To soul dancing.
Words unuttered,
Love and gifts of life
Only a tender soul can
capture.
Above The Sky
I see you in every hoarfrost
Born from the vapors of my
desires
That this cold world
Freezes in untamable reality
Where there is no place for
me.
I see your face in every
snowflake
That falls from my heart
When warm rain of hopes is
bleak wind
By the Celsius degree of this
world.
I see you in a world you will
create for me,
Where white frost is just for
decoration
Useful in a cycle of things
you fashioned,
Where I will have a place
with love secured.
DENISA KONDIĆ
DENISA KONDIĆ lives in Belgrade (Serbia).
She has 20 years of experience as an English
translator. In 2015, she published a collection of poems in 3 languages
(Serbian, English and Gypsy). She is also widely published in collections with
other authors and has participated in many international poetry festivals.
