“The Pigs Have Flown, now what?”, Leila Samarrai, 2014


Never trust a poet who can’t use his swears properly.

In poetry, never argue with your ex-lovers.

The poem is a universal message of the exquisite selection of the separation of the vanity.

The true poet is capable to put the whole universe in his poem or sometimes even in just one single verse.

The best literature and the purpose of art is the survival of the human race.

Art is a game. Poetry is a game. At the end of the day, either
you know how to play or not…

A tip for a writer during the creation of a masterpiece:
Turn off your brain and write.

In poetry, always open your heart. There is no poetry without bloodshed.

The consequences of global climate change: After the rain the sun will not shine again.

Thank God I’m an atheist. “The Pigs Have Flown, Now What?”, 2014


Thank God I’m an atheist.

Dante, Hell is in the wrong direction.

Peace in the heart is the salvation from demons.

I am buying love.
VAT excluded.

All I need in life are love, prayers and financial support.

Give me the truth and beauty! I will ruin them all.

Beautiful women are walking through the city. Ugly one and through the city and through the rain and through all storms.

And death has a secret hiding place.

Screw a country full of pigs in which I am eager for meat.

The truth about ourselves we always find on the surface.

The only way for forgiveness is the path which remains walkable for others, too.

A man remembers if he will, but a man forgets if he can.

Constantly invoking the memories recalls oblivion.

Culture is not for trade!

One guest for three days as well as one wisdom in an hour.

In focus of the lens, which gathereth the sun’s rays, the light is converted into a fire, the fire ignites, and flame quenches thirst of the avenger as water extinguishes the fire.

Yes, good people, can find fulfillment and purpose through love, warmth and sentimentality.

God bless, the devil said

People believe that there is no difference between intelligence and wisdom. I can not agree with that, because I have met a lot of intelligent cretin in my life, but I have never met the smart moron.

I know a man who believes he is intelligent enough to be able to afford the luxury of becoming a cynic.

“The pigs have flown. Now what?”, Leila Samarrai “Aphorisms and Maxims”


“The pigs have flown. Now what?”
(The serbian equivalent for this proverb is: “When willows bear grapes”.)

“A tip for a writer during the creation of a masterpiece:
Turn your brain off and write”.

“Wherever you find yourself in Serbia, you always will be on the crime scene.”

So difficult to know with who to begin. – said a necrophiliac.-  These days one can’t tell the dead from the living .”

“Hope dies last. Poor they are, whose mother – in – low is under that name.

(*”Hope” is the English equivalent for the Serbian common female name “Nada”. )

Was not enough deceptions under the Troy?

“Thank God I am an atheist”

“Finally, the white days have broken. We are covered in snow”

TO BE CONTINUED…