A Poem by Tomislav Petricevic

The everstill strings of gold

beneath my hometown rest

interwoven in our childhoods

like daydreams of prosperity


We sense no vibrations

or any form of movement

every color drained to bottom

observed through my grey eyes


The dullness hovers above roofs

in mistlike shape invades chimneys

pillages toys and candy stashes

makes you forget about everything


Something's rotten beneath my hometown

it injects hate inside our nature

makes us think we have no value

shuts us out from human warmth


Though a timeline must exist

where my eyes are daylit skies

to feel the awoken harmonies

restoring colors of our hopes


© 2014 Tomislav Petricevic

Author's Note

Tomislav Petricevic
Inspired by my new favorite anime, Clannad! :D
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Nostalgic, depressive yet not hopeless. Awesome piece! :D

Posted 5 Years Ago

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Tomislav Petricevic

5 Years Ago

I haven't used this site properly for about two years, so thank you for remembering me & my work eve.. read more
I can't think of one way to improve this! It's wonderful, great job!

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Added on February 10, 2014
Last Updated on February 10, 2014
Tags: poetry, poem, colorless, time, flow, life, town


Tomislav Petricevic
Tomislav Petricevic

Slavonski Brod, Slavonija, Croatia

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