Ponori         

 

                                                                     Okrenut  u ponor duše svoje  gledam.

                                                                     Vidim,

                                                                     U bezdan crni  padam.

                                                                     Znam,

                                                                     Životom svojim  ne vladam.

                                                                     Očajan,

                                                                     Ničem se ne nadam.

 

                                                                     Čemu trzanje, ima li smisla?

                                                                     Pitanje je koje me tišti!

                                                                     Besmisao mog života,

                                                                     Do neba vrišti!

 

                                                                     Noć i vrisak!

                                                                     Ubod i rana!

                                                                     Tama i bol!

 

                                                                     Noćni san pun more tutnji,

                                                                     Pored.

                                                                     Darujući  mir u  patnji,

                                                                     Života moga

                                                                     Dvored.  

 

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