It’s not easy to leave
A house randomly placed
Created by a heart
that moved on
Leaving the house in disgrace
Just so that she could manage it
Upon looking back
She separated the trees
Like shop window displays
All in a row
Once she realized
Everything was a lie
All became clear
It was then
She could manage it
By Maria Grujicic
I wrote the ideas for this poem when I was traveling in Europe, and my impressions came to me when I was in Paris. The most delightful experiences come spontaneously and a plan that disappointments is the result of the burden one must hold to realise the truth. My best friends and I had a plan to go to Paris together and dance at the park. I romanced about it, ignoring an important fact that it will be at the time of winter. But I didn’t care because I felt in my heart that it will all fall into place. I will forget the cold, we will improvise, and the strength of friendship will help us pull together to experience the magic a once in a lifetime opportunity this brings. Disappointments lurked in the air, insecurities, negative thoughts, though the impressions were there. Until we came to a place where we danced. And I have a deep love for the friendship I felt at that moment, because they were a part of the moments I dreamed to have. Call me a dreamer, this is not new to me, without it I am not the person I am and I cannot write, and I cannot be in the world that I want to be in. A dreamer isn’t obsessed about results. A dreamer enjoys the process, may not get there, but is fulfilled by the moment of these sensations and can foresee what is to come. This is a poem about the reality of a dreamer and the possibilities that a dreamer creates.
PS I want to confirm that I was inspired to write this poem after my time in Europe but it is about a different topic personal to me. Sometimes we need to step away from our immediate surroundings for all to become clear and find truth. This is true for myself. I hope you also find this in you.
This is a poem I wrote after I saw a painting at a market, it reminded me of the relationship I have with my close friends.
Thank you for listening.
Now here’s the official video.
This is my first video experiment where I express my feelings through sound effects of the poem. These are the images I see in my head when I recall events, they aren’t the events themselves, they are thoughts and feelings. I know I can do better, so please be kind. :)
There’s something special about these sisters.
The poem is included in my poetry book, Sudden Clarity published by Fastpencil.
Gypsy Shoegazer No Voices Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)
Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0
This is my favourite piece.
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I was alone with the sun
And it shone on me
The colors of its rays
Set me free
But I didn’t die
And I was made to be free
Blinded the free
Blood vessels free
And I was left all alone
With the sun
As it shone on me
By Maria Grujicic
Artist name, Malena
The poem above can have various meanings, perspectives and interpretations. It has my own personal meaning, that of sadness felt… it will pass, and a phase. It was fulfilling to be able to put emotions into words.
Thank you for reading.
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