Aetti,
Beautiful words... Hope she or he will read this...
What should I say except... :)

WHAT SHOULD I SAY

Do I really know you?
Have I ever met the God?
Do I deeply love you?
Questions keep popping up,
like many problems when you don’t have any solution,
like many solutions when you don’t have any problems,
And yet, I thought I knew you…

„Now you can and now you can’t”,
that used to be my knowledge,
that used to be my day… and my night…
That used to be my heart…
And I used to swim with them, you know…
Swim… like a shark…

I love you… you should know that by now,
and I lied when I said „I couldn’t feel your every dream”,
I lied because… because, I can smell your every fear…
I can or not…
„Now you can and now you can’t”…

I lost my knowledge!
I forgot to swim!
Still, babies will sometimes find a way in the water…
But hey, I can fly now, you know…
Fly like an eagle on the blue summer day,
or a bat in the cloudy winter night…
Yes… you gave me those wings…
You… you can take them if you want to play another game of chess…
Cause… Cause… You have lethal effect on my heart…
You already know that, so play…
Play the game…

But you should know this too,
I will hold you, until can’t becomes can….
I will breathe you, just to better understand your „want”,
And I’ll always look at your eyes to see our…
To see… unborn baby trying to stay alive in the water…

Maybe, but just maybe, I only live in a bubble of my mind,
ready to die for my cause,
to feel the effect of your lethal touch…
Ready to loše this game of chess,
to drown in a bubble of water, cause I am not this fish…
Ready to be shot down from the sky, cause I am not…
I am not that eagle from a blue sky…
But no… Never… I refuse…
I am not ready to loše you… and never, ever I’ll be…

What should I say to God now?
When I see his eyes for the first time…
What should I say, tell me…
I am asking you… Cause…
I love you…
POLAR

I know my LOVE will read this...
Forever yours SJ
:)

Remember that night, white stairs in the moonlight
They walked here too, through empty playground, this ghosts town
Children again on rusty swings getting higher
Sharing a dream on an island it felt right

We lay side by side... between the moon and the tide
Mapping the stars for awhile

Let the night surround you
We're halfway to the stars
Ebb and flow, let it go
Feel the warmth beside you

Remember that night, the warmth and the laughter
Candles burn, though the church was deserted
At dawn we went down, through empty streets to the harbor
Dreamers may leave, but they're here everafter...

Let the night surround you
We're halfway to the stars
Ebb and Flow, let it go
Feel the warmth beside you...
DG

أنا هنا مرة أخرى في هذه البلدة القديمة يعني
وتقول إنكم حتى الآن بعيدا عني
وأين أنت عندما تشرف الشمس على المغيب
إنكم حتى الآن بعيدا عني

ايم تعبت من الوقوع في الحب والوجود في كل وحده
عندما كنت حتى الآن بعيدا عني
ايم تعبت من صنع بها على الهاتف
وتقول إنكم حتى الآن بعيدا عني

أحصل على ذلك التعب عندما يكون لدي لشرح
عندما كنت حتى الآن بعيدا عني
ترى هل كان في الشمس وإيف] يكون في المطر
وتقول إنكم حتى الآن بعيدا عني

حتى الآن بعيدا عني
حتى الآن أنا فقط غير قادر على رؤية
حتى الآن بعيدا عني
إنكم حتى الآن بعيدا عني...

Пријатно читање поезије, господо, у serbiancafe-u!

Od kada se ZNANJE zove primitivizam, postovana gospodo?
Boze , oprosti im ne znaju šta rade.

Ne budite na kraj srca, budite , TRUDITE SE da budete dobri ljudi.

Anja vas voli SVE, jer covek sam i ništa sto je ljudski , strano mi nije.
Niko nikoga ovde nije vredjao sa svojim pesmama , zašto bi vi vredjali? Zapitajte sami sebe a odgovor i ne morate da date glasno, precutite ga , cuce ga veliki okean i opet će skoljke da radjaju bisere u svome uzvisenom bolu.

VELIKI POZDRAV SVIMA

Zovi me i Loncem ali me nemoj razbiti!

To my MAZA :)

If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf,
Our lives would grow together
In sad or singing weather,
Blown fields or flowerful closes,
Green pleasure or gray grief;
If love were what the rose is,
And I were like the leaf.

If I were what the words are,
And love were like the tune,
With double sound and single
Delight our lips would mingle,
With kisses glad as birds are
That get sweet rain at noon;
If I were what the words are
And love were like the tune.

If you were life, my darling,
And I your love were death,
We’d shine and snow together
Ere March made sweet the weather
With daffodil and starling
And hours of fruitful breath;
If you were life, my darling,
And I your love were death.

If you were thrall to sorrow,
And I were page to joy,
We’d play for lives and seasons
With loving looks and treasons
And tears of night and morrow
And laughs of maid and boy;
If you were thrall to sorrow,
And I were page to joy.

If you were April’s lady,
And I were lord in May,
We’d throw with leaves for hours
And draw for days with flowers,
Till day like night were shady
And night were bright like day;
If you were April’s lady,
And I were lord in May.

If you were queen of pleasure,
And I were king of pain,
We’d hunt down love together,
Pluck out his flying-feather,
And teach his feet a measure,
And find his mouth a rein;
If you were queen of pleasure.
And I were king of pain.
ACS

***

:)
I know my love :))))

For others one poem about hope...

HOPE

I speak the universal language
of rhythm I called love,
I know it’s hard to miss it,
I know it's hard to find.

If I was the man of war,
I wouldn’t be here at all,
and we would play in sorrow
then all of this would be just insane.

But, this is just a poem,
words that you all will know,
It's just a love I’m talking,
Is not a war, it's not a pain...

Until we all unite,
As family should do,
Our sweetest lovely mother
Pain will have and she will cry…

Until then…
POLAR