Silvana Krculic

My life was lately
on the go...
sleeping bag and travel kit,
and late moon's show
...

He came somewhere
From the distance
How long he's traveled
I don't know
...

How do you look, my village
in the wintery mountain valley?
Is the old house still standing?
Are your young boys now dying?
...

She came from
the land
where peasants live
up high
...

Traffic on the road,
guess what comes to mind
in my pensive state
memories I find
...

For some reason
I couldn't
Figure why
I love the sky
...

One more ride in my
Caddilac
Before I leave New York
For Italy
...

I said to him: Hey, hey...!
A smile popped with the Red Rose on the way.
A Cyber Rose he gave- from his heart to mine,
A pause... then we cheered with wine.
...

Return to me
Late at night
When New York sleeps,
We will watch the night's glow
...

Once
I felt
Your affection in real
Pure fashion
...

Go on
the dream is over

don't stand in front of me
...

When minutes
become old
from waiting
...

He came from the Eastern Sphere
Told me I'd find him there:
Where the starlight's mixed with the shore
I can find him once more
...

Taken deep into the night
I often think of you,
Then I visit my village,
But find a different view
...

The sun's out in Brooklyn
It's a beautiful day:

There's a picture of you
...

She headed- West
he accepted her silence

for a long time
...

It was dark...
when I left the house this morning
Not much fun, working this long hours
...

On quiet afternoons like this
I can sit and write

Open my eyes, or
...

Solace by the water...
listen to the tides
if you wish to find me
in imperfect hides
...

My love for you is dying now,
from burning flames, to cold desire.
Those burning flames - could go on higher,
but you choose the cold desire.
...