Poslao: 12 Apr 2007 22:11
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"Samo ću gledati kako ćeš ostati sam.
I neću zaplakati. Niti će me stresti.
Žuta munja ili istina da nije moralo.
Baš tako.
Nitko neće primijetiti da usne ne grizem zbog uzbuđenja
ni zbog šarenila konfeta koje padaju po mome licu
koje će svakome izgledati sretno,
jer smo tu masku mukotrpnim radom doveli do savršenstva."
cvet sa neretve
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Poslao: 11 Maj 2007 02:19
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'Chronicles of The Unguided One'
With not enough dignity earned
To see the fruits of Heaven
Falling to make someone else
Happy, during the hard journey
Of changing my destiny, I walk
Opposing the wind's play, managing
To stand up straight.
Bunch of signs along the road;
What's it worth when I'm blind?
I hope only that you dream of me
Slowly heading your way...
~~M.T.~~
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Poslao: 16 Maj 2007 00:29
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Love's Language
(By Ella Wheeler Wilcox)
How does Love speak?
In the faint flush upon the telltale cheek,
And in the pallor that succeeds it; by
The quivering lid of an averted eye -
The smile that proves the parent to a sigh -
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
By the uneven heart-throbs, and the freak
Of bounding pulses that stand still and ache,
While new emotions, like strange barges, make
Along vein-channels their disturbing course;
Still as the dawn, and with the dawn's swift force -
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the avoidance of that which we seek -
The sudden silence and reserve when near -
The eye that glistens with an unshed tear -
The joy that seems the counterpart of fear,
As the alarmed heart leaps in the breast,
And knows and names and greets its godlike guest -
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the proud spirit suddenly grown meek -
The haughty heart grown humble; in the tender
And unnamed light that floods the world with splendour;
In the resemblance which the fond eyes trace
In all fair things to one beloved face;
In the shy touch of hands that thrill and tremble;
In looks and lips that can no more dissemble -
Thus doth Love speak.
How does Love speak?
In the wild words that uttered seem so weak
They shrink ashamed to silence; in the fire
Glance strikes with glance, swift flashing high and higher
Like lightnings that precede the mighty storm;
In the deep, soulful stillness; in the warm,
Impassioned tide that sweeps through throbbing veins,
Between the shores of keen delights and pains;
In the embrace where madness melts in bliss,
And in the convulsive rapture of a kiss -
Thus doth Love speak.
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Poslao: 12 Jun 2007 03:06
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"Nije tesko biti pacenik... Dovoljno je imati nekoga za kim patis... Kao sto ona pati za njim... A ja za njom... Da mogu da biram menjao bih se sa njim... Dao bih sve da znam da tako pati za mnom..." -- nepoznati autor
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Poslao: 12 Jun 2007 19:27
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ovo me je podsetilo na neshto shto mi je neko rekao davno:
"zivot bih dala da je mene nekad neko tako sanjao."
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Poslao: 12 Jun 2007 20:07
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Necu te otresti kao pepeo
i da znam da to jesi
zivot je kratak
da se takva ljubav dvaput desi
Cutis, a ja vec cujem
kako smijes se na glas
kidaj sve sto znas
samo nemoj nas
Prokleta bila, ti si moj zid
gdje udarim glavom i izgubim vid
bol pozdravim da od tebe ne ozdravim
prokleta bila, znala si sve
da zivim i umirem od tebe
protiv sebe borim se
ja los sam covjek zbog tebe
Necu te odati kao tajnu
i da znam da to jesi
zivot je jedan
da se takva ljubav dvaput desi
Prokleta bila, ti si moj zid
gdje udarim glavom i izgubim vid
bol pozdravim da od tebe ne ozdravim
prokleta bila, znala si sve
da zivim i umirem od tebe
protiv sebe borim se
ja los sam covjek zbog tebe
[S. Ć.]
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