Pokloni mi ....pesmu,sliku,stih...

gost 428726 · 21.04.2020. u 22:45

Romana Kuhar · 22.04.2020. u 10:59

Ljubavi će prošle da me smore,
Grudi peku, k`o buktinje gore,
U svitanje zore je najgore,
Tad ni disat` više se ne more.

Suze teku, liju kao kiše,
Srce kuca, sve tiše i tiše,
A duša me boli, ponajviše,
Jer voleti tako neću više …

Ej, ljubavi, čemeru i medu,
Zašto sam te okusiti mor`o ?
Slatka muko, u svakom pogledu,
Sad zbog tebe iznutra izgoro`…

Ej, ljubavi, ti si bolest teška,
Niko tebe još nije prebol`o
Zaljubih se, a to mi bi greška,
Niko nikad nije tako vol`o …

Krstan Đ. Kovjenić

Lada · 23.04.2020. u 15:48

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gost 428726 · 28.04.2020. u 14:56

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gost 428726 · 28.04.2020. u 14:57

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gost 428726 · 28.04.2020. u 14:58

“If the sum of all sorrow were given to me / I would fling it afar to the hungry sea; / But even as I turned, with empty hands, / Around me would gather the sorrowing lands.”
— Francis Shaw, “Renewal,” Poetry

gost 428726 · 28.04.2020. u 14:59

"Nemojte proživljavati jednu istu godinu 75 puta i nazivati to životom".
(Robin Sharma)

gost 428726 · 28.04.2020. u 14:59

“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.”

Andrew Wyeth