Jedna davno izgubljena pjesma mi se danas vratila... Roxanne |
Roxanne
Jutro,
Sivo- isto,
Mirialjavo-svje~e.
Buavi miris ustajalosti,
Koji daje dra~ istome jutru.
`olja kafe,
Dim cigarete,
Roxannne...
Odzvanja promukao glas,
Provla i s...
Posted by Staska on Tue, 15 Apr 2008 12:01:00 PST |
Jedno magli asto ve e |
Sve je po elo maglom.
Vazduh je mirisao uzbuujue,
Svjetla su bila misti no ~uta,
Ulica je bila mokra.
Ve e je bilo savraeno.
Hladnoa, iako prisutna,
Bila je ignorisana,
Prkosno ugaaena toplinom ene...
Posted by Staska on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 03:00:00 PST |
Ko narodnjak |
Sva su moja jutra
Sve su moje zore
Ljubavi zeljne
Bez patnje bez borbe.
Treba mi razuma malo
U ovom ludom svijetu
Sidro da drzi u olujnom vjetru
Bez straha, mirnoga sna.
Samo da hl...
Posted by Staska on Mon, 21 Jan 2008 02:32:00 PST |
To My Lord |
Misli se motaju oko mene
Zvijezde prave magican krug
One su kugle sa mnostvom sjenki
One su oci.
Oci plove, krecu se u krug
Sjenke igraju svoj skriveni ples.
Da li sam to ja?
...
Posted by Staska on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 09:09:00 PST |
The Eternity |
Stone blinded&
Description is failing to reflex,
The thin line that drives us nuts.
The tribal drums are awakening our dreams!
Help me to see
What makes me real!
&n...
Posted by Staska on Fri, 11 Jan 2008 10:32:00 PST |
SCREAM FOR LIFE |
Dark shadows overwhelm my soulMy whole body screams for more:More life, more love, more joy.But all I can feel isMore bad, more dead, more low.My head wants to explode,My brain cries for freedom,But a...
Posted by Staska on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 10:14:00 PST |
Life Inspiration |
LIFE INSPIRATION
Life is empty when there is nothing to feel
It s like trying to write a line, or a verse
And you just stare at the blank page
because you have so many ways to say thin...
Posted by Staska on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 01:23:00 PST |
Da li je zivot igra? |
Da li je zivot igra?
Ili je igra zivot?
Da li nosimo nase maske da bi se igrali?
Ili ih nosimo da bi glumili stvaran zivot?
Da li se bojimo zivota?
Da li smo zaboravili da se igramo?
N...
Posted by Staska on Sun, 25 Nov 2007 01:08:00 PST |
the fear of the new begining (if it ever comes) |
THE FEAR OF THE NEW BEGINNING (IF IT EVER COMES)
When there is no name to call out
The pain of that fact stabs me like a dagger
The hopelessness of doubt that there is gonna be another one agai...
Posted by Staska on Wed, 30 May 2007 01:54:00 PST |
A Thought |
After struggle comes harmony.
It shouldn't matter who the winner is.
What matters is to learn from all mistakes.
Not to be repeated by the next generation
On this road to salvation of Humanity .....
Posted by Staska on Mon, 27 Aug 2007 03:15:00 PST |
