Poetry from Maid Corbic

Young white guy in a gray sweater and dark pants with short brown hair up on stage receiving an award.



tears to pieces

no questions

Everyone around me is an inanimate being

just me as a Samoyed

I walk the deserted streets

A notorious lie in people

past tense focus

remains trapped forever

And all my hopes

that it will be much better

I know he won’t

People are vain

but I hope for better

a new beginning

The meaning of life today

when love becomes dumb

a trace of eternity remains

etched into images

Cover of life

curled up in a corner

the trace will live

in the infinity of time

Maid Corbic from Tuzla, 24 years old. In his spare time he writes poetry that repeatedly praised as well as rewarded. He also selflessly helps others around him, and he is moderator of the World Literature Forum WLFPH (World Literature Forum Peace and Humanity) for humanity and peace in the world. He is world 44. poet in the world and five in the Balkan. He has over the 10.000 successes on Facebook.

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