The Unsilence (The Danube, Novi Sad, Serbia)

The disappearing river whispers to the bank,
Watery threads rush ashore.
Its silver fingers scratch secrets on the sand.
You know, everyone was sworn

to silence. But not water.
No one could make it quiet.
Does time drift like a drifter?
Does it flow like a riot?

I’m gonna see my man
In vanishing waves, so still and cold,
Until they kiss the silent land,
Leaving only silt and gold.

The abandoned river whispers
Its last farewell song.
Time has ended
At the break of dawn.

The morning sky spills amber light,
Reflected in the restless tide.
A swan’s wings flash soft and white,
As rushes bow from side to side.

I’m gonna toss a piece of crust
Into the flow of fading muss,
Until the current turns to dust,
And leaves behind hollow trust.
09.03.2025