Maid Čorbić‘s poem: When a bud comes to life in flower

When the bud comes to life in early spring

it really looks like some big bullet to me

drenched in all dimensions and numbers,

not even Fibonacci can understand those petals

when I count them, I look at an even number

when it’s cold outside I first see a bud

as it continues to develop

it feels like it’s a shaped bullet

and its stalk looks

like some Winchester rifle butt

when everything around me begins to come to life

I see the symbol of the bullet and the crucifix

because people give flowers to sickles in vain

just to get some ethereal scents

which continues to trouble in my soul

because I know that the bud shapes out like a big bullet

that the sheath of grain awakens from metamorphosis

I look forward to each day more than ever

yes, that big bullet will come to life in vain

I know that my existence may be small

but the flowers are the most beautiful in the world

beautiful colours, shapes and dimensions

where every moment of life gives me a new start

with music they say that flowers will bloom again

so there is nothing unusual in all this

except that the moments for me are to be happy

because each flower is shaped uniquely

to give joy and happiness in awakening

I never asked for much of life

except that everyone respects that the bullet is as light as a feather

but gentle enough to destroy everything around him in anger

believe everything you hear and see

because the masterpiece is a great miracle

let the bullet stop all obstacles!

Maid Čorbić is from Tuzla, 21 years old. In his spare time he writes poetry which are well recognised and celebrated on various platforms. He also selflessly helps others around him, and he is moderator of the World Literature Forum WLFPH (World Literature Forum Peace and Humanity) for humanity and peace in world.

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