Gifting I give you my soul I sink into your eyes I disappear in them Wracked with pain I'm absorbing you through my pores I know you are not alone I touch you gently I leave everything to you In hot fingers I give you myself My love is stronger From the day that will come Hug me tight He kisses me like a hurricane Just this night Someone is eagerly waiting for you In the valley of pearl tears Put on a black coat and go Where you have to go Bring a crying verse My gift is the smell of bed Hands on my thighs The shiver of a fulfilled desire A red rose in her bosom Finally, a heavy sigh It promises the dawn itself Frozen white images On the delayed window Kite's feverish chamber. Darivanje Ja ti dušu dajem Ponirem ti u oči U njima nestajem Sluđena od bola Upijam te porama Znam da nisi sam Nježno te dodirujem Sve ti ostavljam U vrelim prstima Poklanjam ti sebe Moja ljubav je jača Od dana što će doći Zagrli me čvrsto Ljubi me uraganski Još samo ove noći Neko te željno čeka U dolini suza bisernih Obuci crni kaput i idi Tamo gdje moraš poći Ponesi uplakani stih Meni dar miris postelje Ruke na mojim bedrima Drhtaj ostvarene želje Crvena ruža u njedrima Za kraj, težak uzdisaj Obljubljuje samu zoru Smrznute bijele slike Na zakašnjelom prozoru Kite grozničavu odaju. Duška Kontić Crna Gora Departure In search of God I leave the gray of the soul Let the wolfs bite him In the gloom of the pine forest. A spirit freed from vanity Worldly selfishness The only way to the truth On the path of God's grace. I leave calm To the old mountains I find my essence In a lonely flower. Golden clouds follow me The wind fell asleep in my hair I don't look back An unknown force carries me. Odlazak U potrazi za Bogom Ostavljam sivilo duše Da ga kurjaci izgrizu U sumaglici borove šume. Duh oslobođen taštine Ovozemaljske sebičnosti Jedini put do istine Stazom Božije milosti. Spokojna odlazim U stare planine Pronalazim svoju suštinu U usamljenom cviijetu. Prate me zlatni oblaci Vjetar mi zaspao u kosi Ne osvrćem se unazad Nepoznata sila me nosi. © Duška Kontić Crna Gora Fear Fear is easy Went around the rooms Crawling under Snakeskin... I'm running away Crazy door They click mine Tired head Hitting me Random Under the sleeve The restless blood oozes Taken aback, I let go Calm down Sad crowds Red crosses On the bonfire Burnt sermons... They howl in defeat Ashtray I'm out of breath Imprisoned In the dungeon of fear He welcomes me Sunny morning The holly sun Incense burner Tired heart! Strah Strah je lagano Obilazio sobe Uvlačeći se ispod Zmijske kože... Bježim Sumanuta vrata Klikuju moju Umornu glavu Udarajući me Nasumice Ispod rukava Curi nemirna krv Zatečena pustim Smirajima Tužne gomile Crvenih krstova Na lomači Spaljene besjede... Urliču poraženi Pepelištem Ostajem bez daha Zatočena U tamnici straha Dočekuje me Jutro sunčano Svetosavsko sunce Okadilo Umorno srce! Duška Kontić Crna Gora
DUŠKA KONTIĆ was born in 1958 in Zenica. She finished primary and secondary school in Nikšić. She graduated from the Faculty of Philosophy in Nikšić at the department of Serbo-Croatian language and Yugoslav literature. She has been writing since childhood. She is a member of the “Mirko Banjević” Literary Association from Nikšić, within which he published the poetry collection “Nemirni smiraj”. She is also a member of the International Association of Literary Creators and Artists “Nekazano” from Bar and the Association of Writers and Artists “Zenit” from Podgorica, with which she has a successful synergy. many awards and recognitions. Her poems have been published in anthologies around the world. She lives and creates in Nikšić, Montenegro.
Confessions 