Maid Corbic, 25 years old, from Tuzla, Bosnia and Herzegovina, writes poetry in his spare time, which has repeatedly been praised and awarded. He also selflessly helps others around him and serves as the moderator of the World Literature Forum (WLFPH) for peace and humanity. He is ranked the 44th poet in the world and 5th in the Balkans. Maid has over 10,000 successes on Facebook, and his works have been shared and recognized in many countries around the world, including India, Indonesia, Bhutan, San Marino, and other regions.
Reality Beyond the Reality
A toothless timeless existence hides within me
I still hope for a better time, a brighter one
Where people consciously understand each other without nodding their heads
And when each of us has our own freedom of speech
I don’t know how to be what I’m not, because I’ve never
I couldn’t fit into different molds
So I often sat behind four walls alone
Wondering what my purpose in life was
Then when I was left alone, I realized one thing
That no one in the world can be a true friend
Except for a mother who loves her child the most
Maybe I looked too much for others around me
I turned a little hope into true love
Where I often waited for a better time
There around the corner of the street, the dark colors of the cut were painted
My hopes, which were overpainted, became the prey of loneliness
Because I still didn’t realize how desolate my life was
Accordingly, I didn’t have the right people by my side
To point out the path in which I often lost myself
Don’t break my hopes, dear (not) people!
I still have the strength to take steps forward
But the question is whether you could defeat yourself
Knowing that you lie about me, and you haven’t even met me
And while I ask myself, a new day slowly comes to meet me
New thoughts to understand that it’s not all about me
Only those things of inestimable value are in my hands
Myself as a character, and my heart as material for teaching the smart ones around me
And with a dash of wisdom, I seek the story of my truth
And the years pass and it still seems to me only one thing
That after all I am only the one who makes others happy
And I can’t make myself happy at any moment
I keep quiet and bow my head like today because I don’t know any other way
Although I know that one day I will break for a reason
And I will ask myself if the others around me are to blame for this
Or is my silence where my many hopes are broken?
Maid Corbic
Location: Tuzla, Bosnia and Herzegovina
WhatsApp: +38762120989
Email: detrix233@gmail.com
Twitter: @maky.broo
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