Biljana's poems: Infinity

The birth of a poem...

The essence of very tiny detail, like a carefully placed comma, or an invisible sigh of admiration, distilled into dewdrops sliding over the long green leaves that protect tulips from overexposure, redeeming the beautiful bold color and adding a dimension of its own.

Then letting it go into thin air, like a weightless particle,arriving in far-away places, like a carefully thought-out idea, a blissful singular event, a flash of infinitesimal brightness, arriving at noon, completely negating shadows and at the same time completely absolving them.

The reign of calm arrived with these words and it is here to stay...

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Infinity

Passing clouds.
A forgotten scent. Desirable.
Walking hand in hand.
Infinity.
Do you remember?
No one remembers anymore.
It's all in the eyes, it's there to see
Infinity.
Endless stretching of time, space
And opportunity to remember
Forever, in a daze, in a dream.
A recurring, revolving dream.

A door in a hotel.
A scarf on the floor.
Silken touch. Lips fading away.
Mirrored movements.
Infinity.

Snowflakes softly dancing.
Hours going by without the world
The world going by without the sun
And not the only one
And not the only thing that matters.
Feelings. Instincts. There and then.
And never knowing about now
Because it never goes away.
It's the basic essence
of something infinite.