
Colors Are Crawling Out Of The Board : by Othmene mehdi/tunisia
Colors Are Crawling Out Of The Board I sit lonely behind a dead table So he was slaughtering a woman as a chick Then hanging her as an electoral propaganda in the arena of « liberation » I kept bleeding like a dead leg with a military boot The shadow of blood was bleeding from the ceiling until it […]
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RAATKO POPOVIĆ
RAATKO POPOVIĆ SERBE MAY THIS CENTURY RECOVER This century bleeds Drink up its selfishness Time finds you speechless Betwen no one`s museles Open your empty faeesto the mirror I speak to you Loundly Time has sneaked out its bone Stepping out a few centimetres Evadng your selfishness I caunt your red eyes I […]
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Ružica Petrović
Ružica Petrović SERBIA CUL-DE-SAC All the lights have gone out In that hole It quickly darkens Then he asks – How can you sleep if the light shines in your face? Then I dream about the hole Into which a marble it falls I win the game When I come to the noose […]
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Shafea Faraj
Shafea Faraj Tunisian poet Tempt your mind with my dream The woman who burns boredom The girl who trains on orphans The apple accused of sin History documents missing Worried about the place of the ages A cup of thinness The structure of a homeland is overloaded The existence of a variety with another […]
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