I wake up, another morning, another stop My head hurts, my heart beats fast They all came in my dream again My eyes are red I was supposed to lead Never show emotion But the day you left me It’s the day everything felt apart I want to get back to those days When we were all together , no hate , no death And the one who saved my life The one who made me laugh All of you, how are you now? Is it a better place Should I join you too? Everyday people die, others cry I never shed a tear for anyone of you Because they went down under the earth with you It might be true that to get to the top you have to walk over bodies But why does it have to be yours All of you are gone now And I am a bit alone now But from time to time I see you all in my dreams When we are still were young No plan for the future And when the future came It stung , I was in pain Because all of you Why, why did all of you have to die?
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.
The peaceful night The stars and the moon The wind sea The stargazing.. How lovely is it? Away from busy city,people and noise. Only you and nature. You feel peace in heart. Peace in mind. Deep inside we all long
Wanted to visit old lanes for a mocking bird. A luminous proxy wanted to play a game. Treachery flees from the trees and settles on the white wings of flying swans. No logarithm will stop to watch the invisible numbers