Monday, 3 December 2012

Jedno Sasvim Obicno Vece



Ponekad dah na ogledalu otkriva iskrivljene svetove,
Osluskujem tihe siluete u mraku sobe,
Jecam, ponekad jace, bolnije, dah mi zastane, pa onda opet,
Neprekidno, nezavidno, optuzujem univerzum da me ne voli dovoljno.
Prva suza niz obraze umorne od teskobe u dusi,
Sliva se lagano. Evo jos jedne, pa druga I treca,
Uskoro, more suza nestrpljivo jure, beze…
Pogled mi se muti pri pomisli na realnost..
Dugo sam zivela u osami, tama neodoljivo umara…
Ne,ne zelim pogledati kroz prozor,
Jos je gore napolju…jos je veca tama…
Bolje je ostati sklupcan , zagrliti jastuk, ne dati mu da ode..
A I gde ce?
Disem sve brze. Okrivaju se novi horizonti svakom novom suzom
Mislim da mi je lakse..u dusi.
Tesko je razmisljati trezveno kada ti neka knedla stoji u grlu
Razdire te..u glavi ti je jedino kako da je progutas ili ispljujes.
O reci me bole. Ne, recenice bole vise. A misli kolju.
Volela bih da sam kamen, hladna, nedostupna,
Visoko negde na nekoj litici, nedostizna, daleka…
Avaj! Zivot me nacinio sundjerom, upijam sve nedace koje mi zivot baca
A onda me jednog dana istisnu, te kapljem uzalud po suvom granju.
Gde je tu Pravda? Gde je tu radost..? Radost zivota..
Kazu da se krije u malim stvarima..Eh, volela bih da mogu da ih primetim..
Te male stvari…
Disem sve sporije. Valjda su suze presusile…
Noc je skoro gotova..Cekam zoru, I neke nove sitnice da se njima radujem.

Youth in Action Song



  • Alone at home, and bored to death,
  • The time is ticking In slow motion,
  • Lazy bugs, gasping for breath,
  • Outside, some strange commotion!
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  • Picking through the shade,
  • One eye still partly closed,
  • Seems like some kind of a crusade,
  • Some deep matters publicly exposed?
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  • Hm..the background music  rose
  • Pushing the dreams back to sleep,
  • The sun is shining and the wind blows
  • I hear people and the car’s beep.
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  • Rushing downstairs to check for myself
  • The huge poster is blocking my way
  • Some leaflets left on the left corner shelf,
  • On the square, people doing a role play.
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  • As strange as a dream, pulling me towards
  • The small table with a big sign,
  • Saying boldly ‘’ People, these are Free Hugs’’
  • So I stepped with my feet on the colorful line.
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  • An African boy smiles at me and stares
  • Deep into my eyes, without a shame,
  • ‘’Let us hug’’, he says, ‘’who cares,
  • Don’t hate me, cause on you I don’t put a blame.’’
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  • With tears in my eyes, i felt the pressure,
  • His small hands around my waist,
  • I experienced the biggest treasure,
  • Love, peace, and solidarity I’ve now embraced.
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  • Looking puzzled around me,
  • I had the feeling the world is there,
  • He is hugging her, and I am hugging thee,
  • Asian for Indian, White for African, they all do care.
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  • It wasn’t for too long until I had to inquire,  
  • What is this causing such a great in me reaction?
  • A voice said, ‘’we love, we cherish, and inspire,
  • What you see brother, is simply ‘’Youth in Action’’!