patricia-cikus - Hello Poetry

patricia-cikus

patricia-cikus

Croatian my poems are not here to make me famous / they are here acting like a petite diary of my inspiration / desperation / love or no love / happiness or sadness.

will love heart feel happy hands years grow skin find realise people morning wonder body broken change universe sailor long fire light gold wishing touch happiness pray beams half wings molten perfume river set stardust shirts sea demons reaching burn provocations smoke silence repair walk thankful sunlight loving drown room soul bed air problem soil mine thing things peace forest higher pain cigarette connected blood sheets bloom forever fighting wind finally walking salt gods fall souls enjoyable windy ghastly distanced earth cold sweaty arteries hills mother young silver late window lonely bigger messes smile dancing worth build meant evening return garden sitting showing flowing fairies trees break grave putting preparing goddesses burns burnt encounter shadows uphill child clouds lost veins fragile ashes sand night small soft side heavy human crowd sends cuts rivers hair surrounding street dear star pale fear supernovas curse hesitation darkness lead bottom literally day children content