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I spend my days entangled with solitude

My heart aches for a hand to hold

Why do you preserve the ice around your soul?

They’ll only harm us if we wear our pride

As if it was made of gold.

Oh how I dreamt of the valley

Dreary and cold

How perfect to be ordinary!

How I dreamt of solitude, and I envied the dark

How convenient to be alone and bold.

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I’m a star! Who are you? by Djurdjina R. 

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I’m a star! Who are you? by Djurdjina R. 

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I’m a star! Who are you?

Are you a star, too?

Then there’s a pair of us-how strange!

Even in the darkest night, our light will never change!

How dull to be a cloud,

Preventing us from reaching Earth!

But we stand tall and proud,

And shine bright from birth!

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I’m a romantic! Who are you? by Irena M.

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I’m a romantic! Who are you? by Irena M.

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I'm a romantic! Who are you?

Are you a romantic, too?

Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!

They'd banish us, you know.

How dull to be down-to-earth!

How vapid, like an autumn sun

Not to dream the livelong day

About your beloved one!

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I'm the sun! Who are you?

Are you the sun, too?

Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!

They'd banish us, you know.

How gloomy to be rain!

How bleak to live in vain

But yet, how common these days

To be stuck in that maze!

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I'm a constellation. Who are you? by Mina C.

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I'm a constellation. Who are you? by Mina C.

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I am a constellation of stars

Tangled in its glory of stardust.

Who are you?

Are you an outcast too?

Your lips are sealed, enchanted

With the spell of dread.

They’ll abandon us in space as if

Our differences make us enemies.

Is it so delightful being ordinary?

How peaceful is to consist of

Cold and hatred?

To be normal and to mask your light

To a person who’ll refuse to fight

For what’s right.

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I'm a dreamer! Who are you?
Are you a dreamer, too?
Then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How tragic is not to be one!
How somebody can live like that?
To have no dreams,                 is really a one way to hell.

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I'm Revolutionist. Who are you? by Anastasija P.

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I'm Revolutionist. Who are you? by Anastasija P.

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I'm Revolutionist. Who are you?

Are you Revolutionist, too?
Then there's a pair of us—don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know!

How miserable to be Traitor!
How cowardly, with no disgrace
To pray for mercy the livelong day
And forget your own guilt!

There's no excuse, there's no defense
for that shameless deed!
He's remarkably proud of his way to hell
Even if he left the freedom to bleed!

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I’m a dreamer. Who are you?

Are you a dreamer, too?

Then there’s a pair of us - I’m full of glee!

Terrible fate awaits us so we must flee.

How dreadful to be mundane

Your whole life riding the same train

Traveling through mountains of disdain

Going away, never to be seen again.

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I’m Light. Who are you?

Are you light, too?

Then there’s a pair of us - don’t worry!

They’d banish us, I’m sorry.

How does it feel like to be darkness,

To accept your loneliness.

How pointless, like a ghost to have

These emotions and tears that no one else seems to see.

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I'm Happy, Who are you?
Are you Happy, too?
Then there's a pair of us - great!
We need more smiles, not sadness and hate.

If you feel sad,
call your mom, dad or friend
At you, they won't be mad
Talk to them and to be Happy, never pretend.

It's important to take care of yourself,
Do things that make YOU smile
Check on your friends and family as well
Being kind is never off style!
I'm Happy!

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I’m a rebel. Who are you?

So you’re a rebel too?

There are so many of us, but shh- don’t tell!

One day they’ll banish us, you know.

How numb to be good!

How uninspiring, like a slave

To listen to people all day

Until their hair turns gray

And no change to the world is made.

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I’m white! Who are you?

Are you white, too?

If you think you have worries,

You should hear about the other stories!

How hard it is to be a black!

When you have to carry the entire world’s injustice on your back!

When all thoughts about you are wrong,

But still you have to stay strong!

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I’m human! Who are you?

Are you a human, too?

Then there is a pair of us– who would’ve thought!

Shh, be quiet! We mustn’t be caught!

How sad to be inhuman,

But not surprising in the least.

The world is full of them! A man, a woman;

Both have become vicious beasts!

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Clouds are gathering all together

The Sun is hiding somewhere far away

This is  such a strange weather

This is such a strange day

A raindrop fell on your head

You look around and there are more

Your cheeks are now red

From the sky you  hear a loud roar

Lightning tears everything apart

Salty tears dripping down your face

Something cold is melting in your heart

Slowly discovering hidden joy and grace

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Life after Corona by Aleksandra M., aged 17, Serbia

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Life after Corona by Aleksandra M., aged 17, Serbia

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The outside world is just like a painting for us
You can't see a car on the street, not even a single bus.
All I see is a picture framed in the window
Everything seems sad and hollow
And only in my dreams I can feel the sunbeam on my cheek
When will this end, will it be the next week?
Will it be the next month or a day?
Or maybe in  May?
We always took our freedom for granted
This really isn't what we wanted
Now it's just me standing alone
Next to the phone
That sometimes rings and I don't have other things
to do, so I pick it up
and pour tea into my cup and tell my grandma about my day
because she's two kilometers away
But this way it's much  better
Health is the only thing that should matter Everybody is somehow equal now
This isn't that bad somehow Because everybody needs some time for themselves Everybody needs silence more or less
Try to think about your dreams
Being inside is not bad as it seems
You shouldn't be afraid of your mind
Think about being kind Think about your best  memories
Try to forgive your enemies But most importantly stay inside
I'm sure there's someone by your side
Protect yourself and your mom
That way everyone can stay calm
Don't worry,we're together in this
School is something I never thought I would miss
I miss my friends and my family
But we're all fine thankfully We just need to wait
And on a certain date Everything will be just like before
We will be happy maybe even more
Hard times teach us how to appreciate things that are small
And how to paint our own rainbow on a empty wall
Life after this will be so sweet just like a treat
Soon you will have funAnd soon you will feel sun Corona will slowly fade
So don't be afraid

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Destination: Isolation by Ivana P., aged 17, Serbia

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Destination: Isolation by Ivana P., aged 17, Serbia

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Our destination
Is now isolation,
So I tried Netflix application.

I watch a good show,
'La casa de papel' is now on blow
And everyone in the world that knows.

Schools are now online,
So I need a computer by my side.
Now we get homework, which is very kind...
Trying to do it I don't mind.

Every evening I workout,
Beacuse we can't go out.
Now the court is all I'm thinking about
And baskkeball is all I need, no doubt.

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Just smile and the reason will come by Nemanja Z, aged 17, Serbia

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Just smile and the reason will come by Nemanja Z, aged 17, Serbia

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I was lying in my bed, something stung me,

I was sad.

Looking up, my view was stuck,

I couldn`t see further than my ceiling cap.

Then I smiled, kept my face smiling for a while,

The cap opened and I could see the sky.

The sky was blue, started playing blues,

I felt joy, my mind just flew.

With the stars I was up in the sky,

I was confused and I asked why.

Why am I happy, why do I smile?

There are too many reasons and I`m looking for one.

I looked, I looked, yes I looked for a while

And I figured out I`m happy because I smiled.

Love, laugh, and other things,

Don`t be sad, just wait for a smile to zing.

And the reason will come

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Life with Corona by Kristina V., aged 17, Serbia

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Life with Corona by Kristina V., aged 17, Serbia

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On our planet she appeared

I hope she will disappear

The curfew has just begun,

I’ll be bored soon.

My brain is going numb

I’m gonna shoot someone.

Social distancing.

Stay in quarantine every day,

I haven’t seen my friends.

When we leave the house

We wear masks and gloves.

This is some weird thing

Which I hope is happening

Just now.

The big sun is shining

Rivers are clean

The weather is good

The best it has ever been.

Corona, leave us!

Do you think this is all right?

I hope they find a cure for you

During this night!

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Georg. F from Greece, 1rst juior high school of Markopoulo, Athens

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Georg. F from Greece, 1rst juior high school of Markopoulo, Athens

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During coronvarious
many things happen
sky seems less blue
people seem less different
love is the only thing
that unite us
we have still more to do.....

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My name is Simo. I am an 18-year-old pupil and musician. Besides music, I have an interest in stories of any kind and any medium, including literature, film, theater and video games (admittedly some of these more than others). Poetry represents a fusion of my interests to me, where writing and narratives meet music. Besides the fact that song lyrics are often as rich in interpretation as any poem, they alone also have their rhythm, tone and a tiny amount of "space" to convey a massive amount of meaning. They represent one of, if not the most, elegant art forms.

Jedan znak svetli u tami

Jedan znak svetli u tami

Iza magle sve se krije

I što jest, i što nije

Sada tu

Tu su hodali bogovi

I nebeski su svodovi

Pravili varke za nas

Tu će doći novi ljudi

Cveće čupati iz grudi

I tako naći spas

Nadali se i nadaće se

Radili su i radiće sve

U krugu sreće i tuge

Besa za druge

Možda i zaćute

Pa opet ...

Jedan znak svetli u tami

I vreme je sada stalo.

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I love writing poetry, reading, and acting. I wrote my first poem when I was 7 years old and from that moment it became my great passion.

Take care of the Earth

If you can do anything for the Earth
do it now!
Because when you were born you made a vow
to take care of her.
Be kind, be gentle, don't pollute her
and she will be more magical than you know it!
The sky will be blue more than ever
You still have got a chance to make it better!

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I like music, jazz and blues, aikido and gardening. I love music because I feel better when I listen to it, everything looks better with it. I like aikido because it's non-violent but still calls for physical and mental fitness. I enjoy gardening because there are endless possibilities there when it comes to space arrangement, medical properties of plants etc.

An Ode to Dona (his dog)

My little one, I saw in your eyes you were sad.

My little one, the day was sunny but it was so bad.

My little one, you were like no other.

My little one, you were my sister and I was your brother.

My little one, I loved you so much and I do still.

My little one, I love you with all my heart and I always will.

My little one, I know that you were just a dog.

My little one, that day to my eyes brought fog.

My little one, I was so scared for you.

My little one, I hope you were not scared too.

My little one, please don’t have fear.

My little one, you weren’t even a year.

My little one, I knew you were strong but that day you were so weak.

Oh my little one, why did you have to go so quick?

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A poem for coronavirus lockdown by Djurdjija L., Serbia

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A poem for coronavirus lockdown by Djurdjija L., Serbia

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Next two weeks are the most important by Djurdjija L.

You closed our town –

But you have opened our hearts,

Purified minds

You gave nature life

You took away the human knife

That was on its neck.

On the fridge there’s a lot of fruit –

Fruit salad every day

Mom makes it with love

Vitamins to work better

My dad imagines fishing,

Which he loves a lot,

So he takes the stick

Pretends to be fishing

My sister is sleeping all day

Wherever she is

In every way

We listen every day:

Next two weeks are the most important

We laugh at that

We would walk even a cat

Just to get out.

Dear Corona,

I have to say: Thank you

You taught me to love life more

You made me fearless

And opened the door of freedom

Which leads to happiness

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Hi! My name is Mina. I'm a 16-years-old high school student from Serbia. One of my favourite subjects in school is English, besides biology and Serbian. I like to read and I've just started writing poems in English. I like music and sport too, I'm learning to play the guitar and I trained volleyball for three years.

We Only Have One Earth

We only have one Earth

And, do you want to know the truth?

We need to stop destroying it now

And we already know how.

Recycle, save water, don't cut trees

We just need to act quickly

And work hard like bees,

And not be lazy and weak.

Earth is trying to speak

And tell us she needs help and care

For us to be always there.

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My name is Marko and I'm a senior at Uzicka gimnazija. I'm an alumni of FLEX program and I spent my junior year of high school in the United States. In my free time I enjoy working out, playing the guitar and singing, and spending time with my friends. I would like to study Economics in college and continue improving my English and learn other languages.

A poem inspired by In Two Minds by Roger McGough

What I love about the country

Is the nature full of gold

What I hate about gold

Is it's chased by many people

What I love about people

Is the happiness in their smile

What I hate about their smile

Is they're sometimes really fake

What I love about fake

Is nothing 'cause it makes people sad

What I hate about sad

Is the feeling that gives us pain

What I love about pain

Is it heals a desperate soul

What I hate about the soul

Is it lasts so short in this world.

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Hello, my name is Mina. I'm 16 years old and I live in Serbia. I started writing poetry when I was seven, although back then it wasn't really good! I truly do think I've improved. A lot of things inspire me to create poetry, most of them are things I'm passionate about, like feminism, climate change activism, equality and more. I aspire to become a writer or a poet when I grow up, or somebody who can help change the world by creating art!

Blinded

Her beauty is all you see

Her sins are all you’re letting her be

Her hips are all you measure

Her body, the only thing you treasure

To you her mind is non-existent

To you she’ll always ne a man’s assistant

And now to you we’re all just crazy

‘Cause we can’t stand you calling us lazy.

What Poetry Means to Me

I find myself, way too often

Scribbling my thoughts in messy lines

That’s how it’s always been

My emotions making me write silly rhymes

I recall when I was only seven

Writing songs on my bed

Even when I was eleven

When feelings started boiling in my head

Or when I felt my first heartbreak

My room covered in poorly written poems

„I even baked you a cake!

But you were oh so fake!“

How I thought everything i wrote was for them

And that sickening feeling of truth

When you realize the world is cruel

Not everything is so smooth

And that all these years you’ve been a fool

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Hi, I'm Jana. You have probably read and will read some of my poems, and I hope you like them. I discovered a fondness for poetry last year, when we study Romanticism and works of our magnificent Serbian poets. In one of my Serbian lessons, I got a carried away a bit and wrote my first poem about my late grandfather entitled Angel, but in English. I saw him at that moment and thought that I had really found myself in it and then tried writing in Serbian as well. I write when I get some inspiration from the nature while spending time at a waterfall in the woods near my house. Mostly I write about unbroken relationships and feelings for nature, friends and family. Poetry fills me to the fullest and I enjoy reading my new poem, then writing it into a collection, snapping a picture next to it, and thanking God for giving me happiness, peace, and a writing pen. That would be my story.

Sea

When there is a need for peace

just go there end enjoy the view

where it increases

and drowns the waves

abundance of blueness

cure for each flame

Moon illumination in the night hours

sitting on the sand

gives a point to every band

for singing about the eternity of land

It gives every individual

an observation opportunity

to enjoy the sea’s maturity

To overview its studies for every and each rock

soil is made of

An abundance of black that surrounds its ground

teaches us about the ignorance of track

But the more we know, the more we are afraid

so let’s walk through the already met storm

whatever the weather, cold or warm.

Sve što imam

Dosegnuti bezobličan kraj horizonta

mastilom plavim oslikanog

jednako kao sa tobom lutati

prisećajući se odrastanja dragocenog

Mila planeto

sve dok imam tebe

spokoj mi je večan

Svaki moj uspon, pad, smeh i plač

neko će nadstojati da sasluša

Ti mi pružiš vetar kad me sunce greje

ti mi daš sklonište kad me zima veje

ti mi vratiš osmeh kada kiša pada

i zakloniš lice kada nema hlada

Tvoj odlazak bi odneo sve

i samo bi suze ostale

sećanja na divne noći

i na spokojne dane te

Zato se vrati

jača nego ikad

i pokaži nam

da nije lako nikad

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Golden houses and honey eyes
Running and trying to catch butterflies
And everything is so pretty when it’s gold
My mind is lost in that orange light
Fascinated by the Sun’s canvas, staring like it’s going to sink forever

I hear a guitar from the distance
Now, we are all singing along
Singing quietly so we don’t wake up a stray cat sleeping on my lap

As we sing the sun sinks
Soon, everything will be dark
But it’s fine, because
There will be another sunset
Another song
Another day
We can’t wait to paint another day
We know we can paint it just the way we like
We found peace in that vanishing light
And we just want to sing and dance
With marigolds in our hair