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[Simonida_M]

.......uh pardon zbog grescica :-)

 

[Simonida_M]

Onoga koji znajuci za moju ljubav odlazi,
zaustavi,o drvo tresnjino!
I neka padnu tvije latice
da zametu njegov put!

 

[Nevenaa]

Ne ginite radi reda,
sve je to partija saha,
armija pesaka strada za megdan....-Marchellow-

Ostaje nada
da ce neko nekada hteti da shvati,
mene,moja lutanja,mastanja,nadanja,
i umeti da ih prati,
i ko zna,
mozda jednom nadjes me,
tamo gde prestajem ja,
gde pocinjes ti,
gde stali smo mi,
gde sad su drugi,
ali sresces samo stranca ,
slucajnog prolaznika,
i pogled leden,
iako te taj neznanac nekada voleo vise od sebe...-opet marchellow-

 

[Rujevit]

ЕСАД ПАШИ

Гвозденијех врата разбили смо браве
И побили барјак на бедеме стрме!
По вољи Алаха, јутрос, мрки лаве,
Врхови Ловћена побједама грме.

Не стријељај оком ни зубе не крши
Ко јуначки пада нигда пао није!
А знаш, и нас ови рађали су крши,
По баштама Скадра, гдје наранча зрије,

Краљице су наше шуштале у свили.
Пашо, ми смо у граду неимари били
Још језеро памти и Бојана чиста,

Гдје је Гојко утве лакокриле гађо.
Овдје Балша своје соколове је рађо
Овдје нек му с нова грб стари заблиста.

Алекса Шантић

 

[Simonida_M]

DA UMREM

Da umrem,sta ces ti,moj Boze!
Ja sam tvoj stalak i tvoj stozer
Ja sam tvoj krcag pun do vrha
(pa da se prospem,da se skrham?)
Ja sam ti smisao i svrha,ti sa mnom gubis razlog svoj.

Imati neces posle mene
ni jednu kucu gde ti mogu
saptati reci zanesene
Topao pozdrav,prisni hvala.
Ja cu sa umornih ti nogu
spasti ko somotna sandala.

Spasce ogrtac golem tvoj.
Tvoj pogled sto ga vazda ceka
moj obraz kao jastuk mekan,
doci ce tada iz daleka
da mene trazi i ne nadje
i klone kada sunce zadje
Kraj stranog stenja,tudjih smreka.
U meni zebnjom zvoni jeka:
Sta ces da ucinis,Boze moj?

 

[Simonida_M]

Ovo gore su Rilkeovi stihovi

 

[Simonida_M]

................ SMRTONOSAN JE ZIVOT,AL' SMRTI ODOLEVA,
JEDNA STRASNA BOLEST PO MENI CE SE ZVATI.
MNOGO SMO PATILI.I,EVO,SAD PEVA
PRIPITOMLJENI PAKAO.NEK SRCE NE OKLEVA,
ISTO JE PEVATI I UMIRATI.
B.M.

 

[Simonida_M]

I tako sam te vezao za stablo u dolu.
Ocajna pogleda osecas dolazak Boga.
Pa i pored svega,blesak na mome stolu
Strasan noz od jelenjeg roga.

I tako sam te bacio ocajnoj noci na medju
gde ti jos ocajnija oprastas se zivota.
Crveni mravi vec ti se penju na vedju.
Za njih ti si slad i divota.

I tako sam te srusio ko kucu nepogoda
da najocajnija osetis pakao samoce.
Mozda ce te ubiti i zvezde sa svoda
kad strasne ptice u kosi ti zanoce.

I tako sam te bez grize
s kamenom i mrakom spleo
da crv ti djerdan nize
dok predjes u pepeo.

I nema toga znamena
pod kojim ces da sines.
Polomio sam ti bela ramena
da se nikud ne vines.

Slobodan Markovic

 

[gost 30309]

There are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late

 

[Catch the rainboW]

Nikada necu zbog tebe
ici da locem rum...
Niti da srocim za vecnost
najlepsu pesmu kraj case...

Mika Antic

 

[Kaa]

Karma Police, arrest this man, he talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge, he's like a detuned radio
Karma Police, arrest this girl, her hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us

Karma Police, I've given all I can, it's not enough
I've given all I can, but we're still on the payroll
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

For a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

 

[Kaa]

[Child of the grass]
Ezra Pound


Child of the grass
The years pass Above us
Shadows of air All these shall Love us
Winds for our fellows
The browns and the yellows
Of autumn our colors
Now at our life's morn. Be we well sworn
Ne'er to grow older
Our spirits be bolder At meeting
Than e'er before All the old lore
Of the forests & woodways
Shall aid us: Keep we the bond & seal
Ne'er shall we feel
Aught of sorrow


Let light flow about thee
Asa cloak of air

 

[Lutjena Tinuvjela]

Kristalna sećanja
od blata i snega
otari mi inje sa očiju i čela
izađi iz mene
izađi iz mene

~misli na ruke kao vesnike bure,
voli svaki prst ponaosob.
Opipaj nabor na svilenoj suknji
zaparaj noktom do bola
na vršcima prstiju u noći bez meseca ...
HODAJ... ~

 

[Rujevit]

ПРИЗРЕНЕ СТАРИ...

Призрене стари, капије раствори,
По праговима сагове разгрни,
Скерлетом тешким доксате огрни
Твоје се царство враћа!Гле у зори,

Великој зори, Бог над тобом бдије!
Призрене!С песмом српског усташа,
Жезло ти носе два орла крсташа,
Мила два брата, златне круне двије!...

Заљуљј звона, нека Васкрс јаве!
С Ловћена тврдог и Авале плаве,
Сјутра, уз трубе, под стјегом у зори,

Витези силни, громови у боју,
Јездиће гордо уз калдрму твоју
Призрене стари, капије раствори!


Алекса Шантић

 

[angely]

Zivot pise romane

Zivot pise romane o svemu sto se zbiva
a mene nigdje nema k'o da nisam ziva


Zivot pise romane a ja mu nisam tema
Jer tako mnogo snage za moju tugu nema


Zivot pise romane
a mjesto imena moga
ostavlja prazne strane
a ni sam ne zna za koga

Dusko Trifunovic

 

[Kaa]

As The Sparrow


To give life you must take life,
and as our grief falls flat and hollow
upon the billion-blooded sea
I pass upon serious inward-breaking shoals rimmed
with white-legged, white-bellied rotting creatures
lengthily dead and rioting against surrounding scenes.
Dear child, I only did to you what the sparrow
did to you; I am old when it is fashionable to be
young; I cry when it is fashionable to laugh.
I hated you when it would have taken less courage
to love.

Charles Bukowski

 

[Kaa]

Bowery Blues


The story of man
Makes me sick
Inside, outside,
I don't know why
Something so conditional
And all talk
Should hurt me so.

I am hurt
I am scared
I want to live
I want to die
I don't know
Where to turn
In the Void
And when
To cut
Out

For no Church told me
No Guru holds me
No advice
Just stone
Of New York
And on the cafeteria
We hear
The saxophone
O dead Ruby
Died of Shot
In Thirty Two,
Sounding like old times
And de bombed
Empty decapitated
Murder by the clock.

And I see Shadows
Dancing into Doom
In love, holding
TIght the lovely asses
Of the little girls
In love with sex
Showing themselves
In white undergarments
At elevated windows
Hoping for the Worst.

I can't take it
Anymore
If I can't hold
My little behind
To me in my room

Then it's goodbye
Sangsara
For me
Besides
Girls aren't as good
As they look
And Samadhi
Is better
Than you think
When it starts in
Hitting your head
In with Buzz
Of glittergold
Heaven's Angels
Wailing

Saying

We've been waiting for you
Since Morning, Jack
Why were you so long
Dallying in the sooty room?
This transcendental Brilliance
Is the better part
(of Nothingness
I sing)

Okay.
Quit.
Mad.
Stop.

Kerouac Jack

 

[Kaa]

Five A.M.


Elan that lifts me above the clouds
into pure space, timeless, yea eternal
Breath transmuted into words
Transmuted back to breath
in one hundred two hundred years
nearly Immortal, Sappho's 26 centuries
of cadenced breathing -- beyond time, clocks, empires, bodies, cars,
chariots, rocket ships skyscrapers, Nation empires
brass walls, polished marble, Inca Artwork
of the mind -- but where's it come from?
Inspiration? The muses drawing breath for you? God?
Nah, don't believe it, you'll get entangled in Heaven or Hell --
Guilt power, that makes the heart beat wake all night
flooding mind with space, echoing through future cities, Megalopolis or
Cretan village, Zeus' birth cave Lassithi Plains -- Otsego County
farmhouse, Kansas front porch?
Buddha's a help, promises ordinary mind no nirvana --
coffee, alcohol, cocaine, mushrooms, marijuana, laughing gas?
Nope, too heavy for this lightness lifts the brain into blue sky
at May dawn when birds start singing on East 12th street --
Where does it come from, where does it go forever?

Allen Ginsberg

 

[Kaa]

A Death-Bed


1918


This is the State above the Law.
The State exists for the State alone."
[This is a gland at the back of the jaw,
And an answering lump by the collar-bone.]

Some die shouting in gas or fire;
Some die silent, by shell and shot.
Some die desperate, caught on the wire -
Some die suddenly. This will not.

"Regis suprema voluntas Lex"
[It will follow the regular course of--throats.]
Some die pinned by the broken decks,
Some die sobbing between the boats.

Some die eloquent, pressed to death
By the sliding trench as their friends can hear
Some die wholly in half a breath.
Some--give trouble for half a year.

"There is neither Evil nor Good in life
Except as the needs of the State ordain."
[Since it is rather too late for the knife,
All we can do is to mask the pain.]

Some die saintly in faith and hope--
One died thus in a prison-yard--
Some die broken by rape or the rope;
Some die easily. This dies hard.

"I will dash to pieces who bar my way.
Woe to the traitor! Woe to the weak! "
[Let him write what he wishes to say.
It tires him out if he tries to speak.]

Some die quietly. Some abound
In loud self-pity. Others spread
Bad morale through the cots around .
This is a type that is better dead.

"The war was forced on me by my foes.
All that I sought was the right to live."
[Don't be afraid of a triple dose;
The pain will neutralize all we give.

Here are the needles. See that he dies
While the effects of the drug endure. . . .
What is the question he asks with his eyes?--
Yes, All-Highest, to God, be sure.]

Rudyard Kipling

 

[Rujevit]

'Emina' nije bila odavno, a najlepsa je

Aleksa Santic

EMINA

Sinoc, kad se vratih iz topla hamama,
Prodjoh pokraj baste staroga imama;
Kad tamo, u basti, u hladu jasmina,
S ibrikom u ruci stajase Emina.

Ja kakva je, pusta! Tako mi imana,
Stid je ne bi bilo da je kod sultana!
Pa jos kada sece i plecima krece...
- Ni hodzin mi zapis vise pomoc nece!

Ja joj nazvah selam. al' moga mi dina
Ne cse ni da cuje lijepa Emina,
No u srebren ibrik zahitila vode
Pa po basti dzule zalivati ode;

S grana vjetar duhnu pa niz pleci puste
Rasplete joj one pletenice guste,
Zamirisa kosa ko zumbuli plavi,
A meni se krenu bururet u glavi!

Malo ne posrnuh, mojega mi dina,
No meni ne dodje lijepa Emina.
Samo me je jednom pogledala mrko,
Niti haje, alcak, sto za njom crko'!...

 

[Rujevit]

IZGOREN

Ne postojim vise.Bih jednom
i nestadoh u plamenu moje ljubavi
Jedna ogromna vatra.Lagani pepeo
Rasuo se u zraku i pao nezno
pred tvoje noge.Ne zgazi ga,
u njemu kuca jos moje srce.

Hafiz

 

[Rujevit]

MOST MIRABO

Pod mostom Mirabo tece Sena
A nase ljubavi zar da me seca voda njena
Patnja pa radost posle kratkog trena
Nek dodje noc i sata zvuk
Dani odlaze ja sam tu
S rukom u ruci stanimo oci u oci danas
Dok ispod mosta od nasih ruku prolazi za nas
Vecnih pogleda tako umorni talas
Nek dodje noc i sata zvuk
Dani dolaze ja sam tu
Ljubav odlazi kao ova voda sto tece
Ljubav odlazi kako se zivot sporo krece
I kako nada pece
Nek dodje noc i sata zvuk
Dani odlaze ja sam tu
Tece dana i tece nedelja mena
Nikada vise ni ljubavi ni proslih vremena
Pod mostom Mirabo tece Sena
Nek dodje noc i sata zvuk
Dani odlaze ja sam tu

Gijom Apoliner

 

[Rujevit]

ajde narode, sta ste se uspavali, ugasice nam se tema

 

[Rujevit]

Neko drugo more

Neko drugo more
jutrom ti osvice pod
oknima

Neka druga ruka
u snu ti kupine na
dlan prinosi

Neko drugo lice u
tvojoj bistroj se zenici
ogleda

Neko drugo uho iz
sna tvoga,
muziku za svoje uho
izbira

Neka druga senka vitku
tvoju senku podnevom
dotice

Ali niko drugi u tvom
snu
ne usni
a da u
budnom oku
osvane

Pero Zubac

 

[Simonida_M]

Ma ne brini,nece :-)