A collection of poetry written by Srdjan Solkotovic. The themes are love, hate, death, hope and life. Its a collection of poems that will make you feel like on a roller coaster of emotions.
In a world that’s shattered, in a world that love has as much meaning as a dollar sing and as much passion as the dust on the shelf that holds the books for our future generations. Like those books, untouched, our minds go on through the daily life, used as little as possible to attain knowledge but obsess with the material greed that is spreading like a wildfire. It is in such a world, covered by fog that the poet tries to show what life is without pain. A gray dot, without pain, love and thoughts our lives are just meaningless.
I shall introduce you into my world shortly after you read the quotes that inspired me while writing this book. First of all I shall quote Jim Morrison : “If my poetry aims to achieve anything, it’s to deliver people from the limited ways in which they see and feel.”
The next one would be from my idol, a man whom I look up to when it’s time to spend countless wakeful nights writing poetry. T.S. Eliot : “The progress of an artist is a continual self-sacrifice, a continual extinction of personality.”
With this being read, I open the doors for you to enter my world. Welcome!
Srdjan Solkotovic(Srđan Šolkotović) is a young aspiring author born on the 6th of January, 1993. Currently owner of The Writing Hut and literature student, a writer born in Serbia, raised by multinational parents (Serbian/Wallachian father and Romanian mother).The first time I was interested in writing was around the age of 12. It seemed fun to create worlds that people enjoyed to read about. Writers are amazing, creating with only pen and paper. Like playing god.Most of my works are of a poetic nature but I have written and published some erotica. Now I have a few projects that I will work on and I hope that you will enjoy reading them when they are finished.
After the rain Luminescent clouds made creative shapes, Appearing out of nowhere, A magnificent double rainbow, Natures twins, Sent from the Heavens, Nature’s finest work, The colors were bright and in every shade you can imagine, Shining high in the
On this earth’s breadth and width So many reside. All live, and die. Some brief, some bold. The history of humanity; God’s manuscript! The good, bad, and some extremely sad. Heroes, villains, and victims; Stories of ordinary, and extraordinary He
Slowly into the path Path of hope, joy, greatness Standing all kind of weather Drizzles, showers, hurricane, all kinds With faith I still ride on It seems far away But I have heard stories of heroes who made it Am
I try to sleep; but still wonder, where this hole is, The roof seems okay; the moon rays can’t penetrate, Nevertheless, every dawn; my bed is wet, the floor dry, Have consulted the carpenter, Inquired from the engineer on any