Marija \u0110uri\u0107 ro\u0111ena je 23. 08. 1998. godine u Prnjavoru. Osnovnu \u0161kolu zavr\u0161ila je u rodnim Kokorima, a srednju Medicinsku \u0161kolu u Banjoj Luci. Prvu zbirku \u201eMa\u010d u kamenu” izdaje 2017. godine, zatim 2019. godine zbirku \u201eLirik \u2013 a”. Organizator je brojnih kulturnih doga\u0111aja, te pokreta\u010d i organizator projekta \u201eBradologija” koji se bavi promocijom mu\u0161kog zdravlja. \u017divi, studira i radi u Banjoj Luci.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A VJETAR JE LUD<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Pra\u0161taj stari nemo\u0107na sam – Sad je stvarno ve\u0107a \u017eelja, I priznajem srce igra Pra\u0161taj stari nemo\u0107na sam, Odveo te predaleko, Oprosti mi \u0161to te gledam, Pra\u0161taj stari, nemo\u0107na sam, M.\u0110.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201ePoeziju pi\u0161em jer je vremenom postala dio mene \u2013 i to je moj na\u010din da izrazim ne samo svoja osje\u0107anja ve\u0107 i stav.\u201c<\/p><\/blockquote>\n\n\n\n UPITNiK O LJUBLJENJU<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n \u0160ta ko mora da zna, I moje ruke se na tvoje Te\u0161ka je to pri\u010da, Kako se M.\u0110.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n TRST II<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Mirisao je danas na Trst, Trgova\u010dki putnik Da mo\u017eda jednom ostane Brani se da nije vje\u0161t, Mirisao je danas na M.\u0110.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n Pripremila: Nata\u0161a Gavur<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n Ukoliko pi\u0161ete poeziju, po\u0161aljete nam svoje radove na na\u0161u mejl adresu: Marija \u0110uri\u0107 ro\u0111ena je 23. 08. 1998. godine u Prnjavoru. Osnovnu \u0161kolu zavr\u0161ila je u rodnim Kokorima, a srednju Medicinsku<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":12193,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3652],"tags":[6098,3653],"class_list":["post-12192","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poezijapetkom","tag-marija-duric","tag-poezija-petkom"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/08\/Poezija-petkom-Nikola-Cecez-1.png","amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12192","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12192"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12192\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12196,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12192\/revisions\/12196"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/12193"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12192"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12192"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mladibl.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12192"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
a vjetar je lud;
sad kad evo porasla sam,
opet nisi tu.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
ve\u0107a i kontrola,
lak\u0161e \u010dovjek pomiri se,
da sve tako mora.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
al’ glava ga smiri,
i stra\u0161no me iznervira,
taj vjetar \u0161to piri.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
a vjetar je lud,
mnogo puta sanjala sam,
da ti moj si drug.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
postarao, prosijedio,
i da jo\u0161 je korak br\u017ei,
vjetar ne bi pobjedio.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
‘nako poluhladno,
ne mogu ja protiv vjetra,
s olujom je gadno.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
a vjetar je lud,
mo\u017eda jednom probudim se
a ti bude\u0161 tu .<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
da nam se ne spajaju usne,
samo me u \u010delo ljubi\u0161\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
spuste,
dok no\u0107 nam miluje lica\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
i \u0161ta ko mora da
zna;<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
ljubimo,
ti i ja\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
i na more,
oko o\u010diju one male bore,
postaju ja\u010de\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
nasmijanog lica
i du\u0161e,
koja se lomi\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
tu,
i pusti muziku
za ples\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
i da ne zna korake,
a ve\u0107 smo plesali
tango\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Trst,
i na novi rastanak,
pun soli\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n
banjaluka.mladi@gmail.com<\/a><\/strong> ili natasa@mladibl.com<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"