Poetry; Summer 2022

 Brain Cells

(July 2022)

My mind is polluted

I polluted it myself

This life could´ve been perfect

If not for my brain cells

They´re damaged, obscure

And they can´t seem to cure

It belongs in the past

But the infection still lasts

I get it´s a disease

I know it´s all wrong

But your mind might miss

This polluted mind´s created this song

I wouldn´t change this mind of mine

I don´t require ordinary life

Guess I´ll take a deep dive

Among broken brain cells, find the right one

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Walking Calculator

Walking calculator/Wannabe elevator

Poor misunderstood machine/creature

It can´t rise to the 2nd floor

But it can do so much more

What a purpose, just to count

Produce equations, multiply

Still this loser even can´t

Change its destiny 

Lacking wits to go against

Mechanism in its chest

Engine just does what it must

Empty knowledge, worthless dust

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Ribs

(August 2022)

If I could, would I break my ribs?

Hear them cracking

As one of them slits

Through my skin

Will it reveal my meaning?

If I could, I´d break my ribs

Just to see what´s behind them

There´s a heart pounding anthem 

And our bones are meaningless

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...

(August 2022)

Do you wish to replay

everything before today?

Again and again

circle of familiar events will never end...

Let´s stay locked in a cell

where wall are made of memories.

Future causes too many worries

and I´m not happy with present situation

so let´s freeze ourselves in yesterday´s motivation.

Can´t win a race against future.

I try to nurture

this day, this moment,

but always forget.

Every passing second itches

all over my consciousness.

Longing to rebuild a bridge

to connect us over this unknown grudge.

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Vrelo fantazije

(rujan 2022.)

I s crnilom pod noktima

I bremenom silne nade na leđima

Iako je tlo suho, ne prestajem kopati

U potrazi za vrelom fantazije

Nikad mi neće ponestati

Mašte

Dokle god vjerujem u vile

Ne prijeti im istrebljenje

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Ghosts

(September 2022)

Sometimes

I want to believe in ghosts

When you are gone

I wish to look forward to your haunts

Therefore I´ll never be alone

I used to believe in ghosts

Out of fun

Now I want them to be real

Out of need

Autor svih pjesama je Arijana G. aka Anakronizam

Author of every poem is Arijana G. aka Anachronism