Aron Baretić-ABe, 8 january 2012
The footmarks in the sand
shattered by the wave,
the dying paces
echoing quietly
through the wilderness of her tortured soul,
empty gaze into nothingness,
muffled voices
taken by the wind
into a different reality,
dried tears on the face of a child,
suppressed cry in the throat,
withered flowers
along the forgotten road,
wandering memories
vanishing
through eternity.
Everything dies and disappears.
She also quietly fades away,
sinks,
fails to infinity.
DRIFTING OFF LAGOS (NIGERIA), 11. XI 2009.
Aron Baretić-ABe, 7 january 2012
Desire at a nightfall,
craving at dawn,
pain and lust,
unreal desire,
forbidden love,
memories,
commitment,
wildest dreams,
the need for tenderness,
suffering and happiness,
all that
coagulated into
a faceless mass,
mass of emotions,
exaggerated emotions,
turbulent spirits,
condemnation and hypocrisy,
unexplained fears,
norms and rules,
ordinary,
everyday,
impersonal and haggard,
miserable and sad,
individuals
drawn through our lives
and leaving an eternal trace.
DRIFTING OFF LAGOS (NIGERIA), 9. XI 2009.