Blinking lights and a glass of red wine,

My room swallowed by the silence,

Hundreds of voices crushing on the other side of the wall,

But none of them go thru him …

Sitting in the corner of my bed , eyes shut, and a little smile ….

Empty spot in my mind, just to feel not to think,

Gentle fingers playing with my hear on the back of my neck …

Rush of lust, going up and down on my torso …

Cold breeze fighting the fire ,

Enjoy your battle…

So simple, but yet so mystique ….

Woman’s skin  ,

Woman’s soul,

Woman’s mind,

Full of colors, Full of sounds,

Natures master piece ….

Standing on the gate of entrance to this world…

Playing the symphony of life ,

Welcome and Enjoy,

You’re just passing try ….              

“Dance of the wolves”

New beginnings, old school,

Learning the dance of life, simple steps, miraculous music …

Loosen up your  fear  …. You are the chosen one ….

Fell the pulse on your neck…

Let it go … don’t hesitate…. Not a minute, not a second…

There’s no time , there’s no space …

Listen and feel  , the dance of the wolves …

Circling around filled with thirst …. Don’t be scare… Don’t run away …

Just close your eyes and feel the pain …

Die to be reborn ,

What does not kill you, will make you strong ,

It’s not your body …

It’s not your blood,

The soul seekers howling for souls ….

They will stop by , but will not stay …

Following the wind, waiting for the moon ….

Warriors of nature … will make you kneel …  

Remember the eyes , look at them close

You will search them day and night …

Sitting under a tree, smoking a cigarette ….

Looking at the smoke rising above,

Infinity of time, unlimited space …

Me, My eyes, My thoughts and My hart …

Oh glorious day, Sunshine  through the branches …

Opened up a meadow full of colors and full of sounds,

Maestro please start ,

The music of feelings, divine raindrops …

Barefoot dance,  circle in the light ,

Looking at the rainbow, smiling at the cloud ….

The rain mixed with sun, making love on day light …

Natures miracle landing on my skin…

Still barefoot dancing just feeling little rocks ….

Naked and lucid, I listen to the sound ,

Music of feelings playing in my mind.    

So the day pass by and the night came through … Fanfare and drums …

The darkness land on my body , like a smooth cape…  My nakedness hidden ….

So I fell down on my knees, on a candle light … waiting for a punishment , waiting for a prize …..

My head was bend down , my shoulders covered with my hair ,

Black as the night, long as a day ….

I heard the lash, striking in the silence, my back started to bleed  …

And the rain kept falling, washing out my blood …

But the mark was still there laying on the earth…

The blood scars from the lash … opened up and crack ….

Through my skin , rising from my blood ….

Ecstasy of pain, blood tears from my eyes,

My hart in sweet agony , Chaos in my mind ….    

Reborn with black wings … joining back the flock …

Unique and wild …. Caring  a sign ….

Marked and alone … Living a new life ….

“Red Sunday”

Suspicious mind, delusional state ….

Darkness and fog, sunshine and rain..

Your lips on my neck …

I feel your breath, just like ice cold breeze

Your body next to mine, your chest going up and down …

Where is your heartbeat?  ….

Why can’t I feel it? ….

Why can’t I hear it? …

Is in it there? … Beating for me …. Beating for life ….

Cold blood running through your veins … Ice cubes instead of a hart…

Red but cold …. Same, but different …

Here and there,

There is no night but yet there is no day…..         

My creation, my illusion …. So real …. So mine …

I don’t want you, live now …

Then I need you please come back …

I don’t love you, but I miss you …

You are mine …. Slave and master … Love and Pain ….

Who am I? What am I?

Playing games with myself …

Red dress and ruby lips …

Red Sunday with snapshots in my head….

“Dream”

Smile, while you wait for me ….

Erase that ironic look of your face ….

Clear the path to your mind ….

I’m here and I want to stay …..

Spread your arms, like a sea gal …..

Rise your eyes up in the sky ….

Listen to your heartbeat …

I’m here to lift you up ….

Open your lips breathe in the air …

Line your head back to me ….

Feel my skin …. Sense my smell …

I’m here to love and care  ….

Embrace the night, like a pillow under your head …..

Cover your body with a dark cape …..

Feel the pulse on your neck ….

I’m here to kiss you back …

“Walk”

Let’s play a game …

Take my hand, palm to palm ….

Fingers crossed yours in to mine ….

Let’s take a walk, through the woods …

You and me, without our armor, without our shells …

Pure nature, pure sense, pure emotions …..

Can you just feel, without looking at the high trees …?

Can you just walk, without looking at the earth …?

Can you just kiss me, without closing your eyes …..?

Walk with me, on my journey,

Through my path of my feelings …

Here with you ….

With eyes closed …

Lips sealed with kiss…

Hand in hand …

Heart to heart …

Your breathe is mine ….

“Untouchable soul “

Open up your eyes … it’s a sunny day …

Breathe in the heat, breathe out the pain …

Look at me painting, with an apple in my mouth ….

My fingers covered with paint … arrogance on my face …..

I’m painting my soul …

My colors …

My shadows ….

My light …

My skin is my fabric … My heart is my brush ….

Sit back and enjoy … The unique sight …

Naked shade of art...

Fire on the lips ….  Howling for a kiss,

Silky skin longing for touch …

Human lust with divine huger, asking more … never too much ….

Untouchable soul ….  Painted just for you …

There is a space between heaven and earth…

You will make love with the sacred ….

Untouchable soul ….

“The Path“

Howling on a full moon ….

Deep dark forest insight … me, but not alone …

You are by my side …..

Why do you seek my eyes?

What do you want to see?

Why do you ask for words?

What do you need to hear?

Silence in the night … so full … so loud ….

Screams of a soul … Song of a heart …..

 The Feelings … Barefoot dance pure, naked and proud….

The Denial …. Standing on a stake, fire with fire …. Lust with desire …

The Acceptance …. Put me on my knees …. North wind on my spine … thirst and red wine ….

The Confession … Took my breath … Exchange of two hearts ….

Sacred Love …. Belonging ….

I’m yours and you are mine …

“Two in one”

Angel and Diablo …. Turned into one ….

Heaven and Inferno … Side by side ….

A kiss so pure, so holly …. A change of breath for breath ….

Two souls mixed, combined, to take another shape …..

Body next to body… an overflow of lust ….

Skin so soft and silky …. Sliding underneath your touch ….

Whispers in the night ….  Sparkles in my eyes ….

Can you see the fire? Can you rich the sky?

Take me in your hands … I will put my head on your right shoulder…

To find my peace and finally to rest ….  

Calm sea in front of me, I can lay up the sails.... lower the anchor ….

Long nights with stars, music and guitars …..

So kiss me now … a stamp of love for a long life ….

As long as you love me and so do I ….  

“The Cliff”

One step more…. Last one in a row ….

I can now reach the heights …. Not to fall ….

I spread my hands like wings … my eyes remain shut …

The fear is gone I can open them now … wide…

I can reach the sky …. I can feel the wind …

Hush my dear … listen to my heart …..

I’m alive …. Finally beginning to live ….

Still I can feel your hands …. Reaching out for me…

Holding me tight …. Like it was meant to be …..

Look at the fortune path … look how clear it was ….

There’s no sign of pain … no sign of fog ….

Sunny day … for a walk in the park and you next to me ….

So I look at the cliff again just to say good bye …

My fear is gone and I have reached the sky ….

Hold me in your arms …. When I kiss you just kiss me back ….

You finally found your home right here in my heart …. …

I have made my oath … to the earth, the sky, the stars …

I’ll be yours forever … My love …. My dear …. My life …

"Heartless”

Long night, even longer day …

To take a bow for my master and finally to obey ….

Seek, search and destroy principles of my brain ….

Nothing else beautiful and sacred as my pain …                         

Seek for the causes … stop the make - belief ….

Wishes exist to kneel us … for some being a slave is a relief …

Search for a leader … the revolution of your soul ….

Find where you’re standing …. In the crowd or by your own

I accepted a given hand … it felted nice to feel again …

To love and be loved is just a wish … of a heartless beings…

So this is me … standing on my own …

Looking at a mirror without reflection, without a shade ….

I was born to be a warrior, all alone in every battle …

Please release my hand and don’t talk about love …

To someone like me, wonderer with no home

So thank you my friend for facing me with my worst fear …

I don’t know Love, does not she knows me …

I said “Goodbye” to my heart … and left with my soul ….

Heartless on my path to conquer the world ….

“Black Butterfly”

Thousand kisses traveling through the night ….

Dance of the black butterflies ….

Released from the deep … beauty unknown ….

Performance just for you before they return back home …  

Silence in the night like music so divine ….

A calm sea on the horizon kissing the sky …

There you can find my soul lying in your hands …

Making love with you … is making love with her self …

Clear, Pure and Yours …

Sliding under you fingers like a satin sheet...

Glorious sight … unspeakable speech ….

When you are here I have no body, I have no mind ….

Just another story to write …

 In every other black night in silence

Same scene and same performance act

On the shore of a calm sea, there will be a lady …

On her left shoulder a Black butterfly tattoo,

Marked to be recognized that she belongs to you …..

“Unstoppable”

Back again on my highway,

My fingers are sliding again …

Speeding fury … goddess of my pain …

Blinking lights just passing me trough ….

None of them colorful nether so bright,

 My eyes on the road and nothing else in sight ….

The messenger of the night is here …

Twilight is clearing my path …

Unstoppable desire burning on my lips …

Rips of my skin, my mind in eclipse …

Total darkness pushed me on a side …

Unstoppable wish for soul mate in my ride…

Another hitchhiker, traveler of the world,

Pearl seeker collecting his pearls …

Wise story teller once told me:

“Praise the life with battles for glory” ….

He took my hand, stand by my side…

From here to eternity for unstoppable ride…

“Step by step”

Spinning trees and arms wide spread,

Thousands of words, thoughts…never herd, never said ….

A Childish play so naive, joyful and pure ….

Spinning in circles, no fear of falling…. So safe, so sure ….

Returning my soul back in one piece on the day of her release….

In every step I made a mark in the green grass…

Bloody foot prince like walking barefoot on sharp glass ….

Remembering the pain that lead me through like a hand ….

My final destination, braking the chains and free stand …

 One step more, so near and yet so far …

Every day new celebration like reminder of each and every scar …..

A dream or just a wish …. To end the journey complete ….

At the end of the woods there is a one way street

To arrive there holding faith, glory and love in my heart beat ….

“Search”

Digging through the dust … breath by breath to survive….

Screaming voices of the past, shadows buried alive ….

I closed my eyes for a moment or two ….

Sky open wide so beautiful, clear and blue ….

“Remember the kiss” – I said to myself …

The touch of the lips, ray of sunshine, you …  

Spread of the silence so peaceful yet so loud …

My reflection in your eyes vividly proud ….

Away on your path, shadows be gone …

I’m standing by myself, the best I know, all alone …

New day rising on the horizon, bloody birth of dawn …

New painting push aside waiting to be drawn …

Look at the sand watch … can’t stop the time …

To be loved not to love is my worst crime …

So I lift the curtains of my past …..

The days when I knew how to love, how to last …

Still seeking the love, like a beggar from door to door …

I’m so rich and so proud yet so empty, so poor …

“Black Fold”

Black fold on my eyes … when the night spreads her wings ….

Light feathered touch on my white silky skin ….

Vibrating body under your fingers like a guitar strings …

Battle of desire and lust … Sweet surrender yet a win ….

Silence ripped apart with deep sights …  

Wet kisses and skin marks of unpainful bites…

Dance of passion … your body next to mine …

In the corner of the room one candle and a glass of red wine …

Burning inside out I tried to reach for you …

Empty hands filled with darkness …

Me and my desire again alone … nothing new …

Where do we stand, my dear?

When I open my eyes you just disappear …..

Another dream made me a slave …

Under a tide of feelings I’m not so brave …

I took my black fold on the dawn first break …

The dream is over its time to awake …

I will wait another night with my black fold on ….

The desire, the lust will never be gone …

“One way”

Smoke circles in the silence room...

Eyes closed and a sense of his perfume …

So deep inside me, like a knife in fresh meat …

Bleeding wound and dying heart beat…

Can you make me feel alive again?

In your arms I release all my pain …

Make me forget, make me deny …

Lift me up … show me the sky ….

Run your fingers through my hair …

Find my lips… I have a breath to share …

It’s just a moment, my dear….

When I get everything and lose my fear ….

In your arms, I might find and lose myself…

But it’s worth it every step of the way ….

“Endless games”

Ice cold drops crushing on my skin ….

Glacial spurt like lash releasing me of the sin…

Burning body longing for a touch …

Desire overflow so deceitful …

Never enough, never too much…

Battle of lust and clear mind state …

Like two soldiers brave and great …

Why do I feel so powerless in your hands?

Like a puppet following your demands ….

Standing in front of you …

Waiting to obey, like punishment or a prize…

Is in it all the same? …

Four walls surround me like a bird in a cage …

I was always yours …

The prime actress on your stage ….

Every night performance, a one men show ….

Waiting for the love of my life, like dyeing painful and slow …

One more night pass by in flames …

Time to rest the body, regain my strength ….

New performance is waiting like endless games...

“Just don’t …”

Don’t ever call me yours ….  

I’m the only soldier in my battles and wars ….

The knight in shining armor belongs in a story ….

Only there you can change disgrace for glory …

Don’t ever tell me that you’ll be there …

To reach for your hand when I’m scared …

Deep in the night when I hear a scream ….

I’ll open my eyes wide because it’s only a dream …

Don’t ever dare to feel my pain ….

It’s selfishly mine and like such it will remain ….

From these wounds I’m bleeding every day ….

I know that I’m alive only in that way …

Don’t trade your love for a piece of my soul ….

You will live an empty spot in there, like a black hole …

Thorn apart and assembled again …

Piece by piece through sunshine and rain …

I’m here and you are there …

That’s the only way you’ll have me ….

Life is beautiful but so unfair …

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наше е сино од небото

крв црвено од виното

е наше, е големо од желбтата

а мало од времето

.

наше е синото од небото

весело од детството

е наше, е нацртано од допирот

а мало од бегството

.

наше е сино од небото

возбудливо од поклонот

е наше, е играње на дождот

а мало од наклонот

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“Sunset”

I let my hair down again,

Small bite on the lips without any pain …

On the first ray of dusk, when the night steps in ….

My journey in your hands is about to begin …..

Sense of my body covered with desire, covered with lust …..

My soul in your hands, the only ones that I thrust ….

The touch of your fingers brought me back from the dead …

Ice cold coffin changed with warm, soft bed ….

Unchained passions hold back in years ….

Released the smile, brought back the tears ….

Pure emotions like divine colors, fireworks in the night…

Your arms around me gentle but holding me tight ….

Make me yours by my own demand…

Slave of your love, your wish is my command ….

I know how to carry the mark of the beast …

Proudly, Passionate, Profound ….

Till the sun appears on the east ….

“Expectations”

Expectations, slaves of desire ….

Longing for pleasure, asking for more …

Human nature just a need to worship and adore …

Tasty meals of stars on silver plate …

Offered as a glass pearls, fake but seductive bait …

Blind as they can be …..

No miracles, no science can make them see …

Don’t reach out for the moon, do not ask for stars ….

Learn your own way to heaven by remembering your scars …

Is that easy as it can be …

Teach yourself the best you can and set your soul free ….

Yellow light surround my body like flame …

I’m what you are …. We are the same ….

My breath holds my power, holds my straight   ….

Take it, it belongs to you, I gave it away …

The first time I kiss you, that very same day ….

A life through expectations ….

Nothing simple, just complications ….

“Another story”

The South wind again is calling my name ….

Whispers in the night like sparkles in a flame …

My body pulsing in a crazy rhythm, fast and loud …

I’m the chosen one and that makes me proud ….

None like the others just touched and left behind…

One, unique, alone …. Just one of a kind …..

Daughter of the night with hidden darkness in my eyes …

From where the sun sets in, my moon rise …   

I put my evening gown and my high hills on ….

The crown is all mine from dusk till dawn …

Just like another Cinderella story, fairytale covered in black   …

Giving away everything yet nothing there to take …

You wrote your story on my body, locked it in my mind …

No one else can read that …. Nothing there to find ….

My feelings dance underneath you ….

We are whole as one …. Never divided in two ….  

“Pustinjsko sunce”

Jednom svoja, nikad vise nicija,

I kad ruke svoje pruzam pruzam ih sama sebi …

Nudim sve sto imam, a ipak malo dajem tebi …

Sebicna u svojoj zudnji , strast pretvaram u silu …

Usne pruzam i telo savijam da bi tebi bilo blizu …

Vreli dah kako juzni vetar izmegju dve stene,

Rusi i slama volju kao pescani zamak …

Zedna kao na pustinjskom suncu

Usne tvoje trazim da povratim dah ….

Gde si ti kad te trazim u vrelim nocima bez sna?

Kada svoju kosu raspustim i rascesljam da bi se njom igrao…

Uzdisem i izdisem strast svoju kao ustojali vazduh u sobi …

Ko bi bio MOJE sve, ako ne ti?

Golim rukama srce moje drzao kao kap rose …

Jednom kad se ispusti nema je, vise ne postoji …

Postoji telo i dusa  ponosni u svojoj goloci …

Da nemirno prkosi zudnji i bori se s’njom…

A tebi … Tebi dajem snove na dar ….

Kao fatamorganu na vrelom pustinjskom suncu …

“Jutro”

Jutro,

Rasuta kosa po jastuku nosi miris noci …

Kako oterati snove? Kako otvoriti oci?

Opusteno telo, mirno pamti  trzaj u mraku …

Otsjaj bele koze, nagost negova na jutarnjom zraku …

Razbacane zelje svud po sobi  leze …

I nemok moja, strast moja, koja mi ruke veze …

Blagi osmeh na licu uz tih saptaj i rec  - “Hvala” …

Uvjek mi dajdes vise no sto sam tebi ja dala …

Zazelis li nekad, otkinucu parce sebe …

Da budem ono sto jesam i sve zbog tebe ….

Jutro,

Oblaci teski kriju sunce, a ja nemogu podici glavu …

Ostavite me uspavanu, tamo u snovima imam ljubav pravu …..

Zagorele usne, …. ispucane , …. grube …..

Htele su sinoc tvoj poljubac, da tebe ljube ….

Sirom rasirene ruke i drhtaj moga tela …

Tebe sam sinoc cekala …. Tebe sam sinoc htela ….

Davno sam ja pretvorila svaku noc u dan …

Svoj na svojem i  jos jedan neisanjani san ….

Idem dalje i odustati necu …

Kad se snovi ispune dozivis pravu srecu ….

“Silenced”

Who are you indecent one to enter my temple of silence?

Here my soul lays deep and high, pain and sorrow in perfect balance …

Cover your eyes and hold your words in the shadows of the wall ….

Kneel in your wish to steal the wigs and fly, benefits from my fall ….

I will raise my head again with swallowed words in mu throat…

What needs to be said and heard my soul just wrote …

Bloody oath given to the stars at night to keep and hide …

I was born again with the same pain and tears on the same night I died …..

Embraced by my mother like a little terrified child…

Chains back on the wrists for a beast ferocious and wild ….

Who will give me freedom I dare you to tell?

Who will give away heaven and willingly chose hell?

Don’t seek the answers for stranger’s questions, not yours …

There are no keys, there is no way to open handmade doors …

Time will pass like a traveler wind with his lash …..

On the road trough desert with burned scars and ash …..

I will have my life in silence with no words or music to dance ….

Chosen wise with the priorities and another final chance …. 

“Silver penny”

Whirlpools of souls, lost on their way ….

Deep black water with shadows in gray ….

Suffering dead spinning around in timeless space …  

Once they had a body, once they had a face ….

Lost like always but now awaken, now aware ….

Forgotten and despised left in the river of despair …..

Why are they lost on the way to heaven for souls?

Why instead of sunshine they got black holes?

Silver penny for the trip on the rocking boat …..

You’ll have to hold on tight if you don’t want to float …

That is the cost of one un live human soul ….

Just one silver penny and you’ll reach your goal …

Don’t forget to hold on to that coin ….

The others are waiting for someone new to join …

Your soul is yours if you pay the price …

You better think twice when you throw the dice ….

“White Lily”

Rain drops in the water, black river stream …

Each one clear like crystal, so perfect they seem ….

Concentric circles on each drop yet quick they disappear,

Music like whisper, just listen carful if you wish to hear….    

I don’t want to run away, I don’t wish to hide…

Breath taking beauty in front of me, opened so wide …

White lily on the rain with diamonds spread around,

In search for something priceless, hidden to be found…

Pure desire innocently bloomed, waiting for a touch …

Enjoy the rare moment you won't see it much ….

Rain drop on your lips, like message from a far ….

Kiss so deep and wet, untrue and bizarre …

Live the moment like it’s your last ….

Everything else is future or buried in the past …

“Bedtime story”

The old clock on the wall stopped the time,

Another night begins with stories of love or crime…

I’m just a little girl again in your strong hands …

With wide opened eyes and full of demands ….

Innocently reaching in the dark like being blind …

Waiting to be embraced but there is nothing to find …

The empty spot on the bed beside me is cold …

My mind is rewinding the stories once told …

Full of hot passion and tender love to give away,

I begin my night with the expectations for the new day …

The bedtime stories are again all mine ….

Gentle music and just one glass of red wine …

The perfect night always belongs to me …

I’m the storyteller, the princess or the hero to be …

There is a spot that was always empty, blank ….

Now is full filed and I got you to thank …

Is it better to have a bedtime story for two?

That’s another page waiting to be written for me and you ….   

"The ancients"

(pozdrav od Joshua_Tree)

Call for wilderness

Destructive thought for modern civilizations

Beliefs in the sun

Moon, stars and all those Gods

...that eager wants in wishful heart

Water not shall, and not will purify

Our filthy modern souls

Religion of mine is just a sign

Though not yet drawn on my forehead

...statement of one calm soul, as calm as that soul can be

Bending on my knees

On the altar of my saint

Future cannot be

As the moment now, you’re about to see

..Past will be immature shadow of our self me

You stand still

Torch in you’re right hand low, sword on the other up high

Tribal music

In the rhythm of sacrifice

Voices though, all along

...doesn't seem to make fear on the animals along

Sky is not allowed

For selfish ones

Earth nor less

...just to see its belonging place

Belong to another of the kind?

...what the f u c k!

Oh no, no, no

Do not fill yourself with dignity when you see little one though you are

...another little human to be seen

Do not wish, nor see or less to be

Another lost soul, as the one on those bending knees

Just feel the air

Between those tree leafs

...have joy in that you see now

Yet there the wind

Will take you on the top of that tree

...so you shall see what you’re modern illusion means to me

Minor thoughts

Above you as disgrace

Takers we are

In wish to be first....and remember

SOMEONE AS YOU, BEFORE YOU, HAS TAKEN ALL OF YOU!

“Tear drops”

Warm welcome to my tears…Even if they are icy cold,

Haven’t seen them in few years …Doing the things that I was told ….

Be brave, be strong …. Don’t let them out …

Do not show your fear, you are not allowed …

 Keep your head up with a big shiny smile ….

It’s a test for me, before the big trial ….

So here they are … silenced witness of my soul ….

Uncovering my secret, hidden from them all …

Tender heart in so much pain … screams spread in the night …

I don’t won’t to give away everything without a fight ….

I thought I was dead, forgotten, buried long ago …

Now I can feel again… I’m awake … now I know ….

Keep on going … my crustal knifes … make new scars on my face ….

I will spread my arms wide …. I surrender, here is my place …

I will keep fighting with my bear hands and the tears on my side ….

Even if I lose everything I own …. Even and my pride ….

The love doesn’t have another chance in my life …

Once stabbed heart forever keeps the knife ….

Tear drops made a new pattern on my pretty face …

Even if I wipe them out you will always see the trace …  

Exchange of my life … for a life of two …

That’s a hell of a deal …. Ugly but true …

“Shadow”

 Don’t look back my dear,

Keep walking slow not fast,

If you feel something near,

It’s just a shadow from your past…

Lend of fear spread in the night …

Hiding in each dark corner…

Don’t run away searching for the light …

That’s just a part of you, not a strange foreigner …

Don’t try to face it … it will run away or hide …

Always breathing behind your back …

You know that it’s there, part of you outside …

Beautiful and creepy covered in gray and black …

The shadow is a part of you …

Always standing by your side ….

One whole person divided in two ….

Why do you wish to hide?

“Utopia”

Why are you calling my name with soundless scream?

Just another flashback from an old dream …

Why do you search for familiar face in an empty room?

A flower never grown up, never seen in bloom ….

Don’t reach up for me with the pain of empty hands,

I’m no longer worthy to satisfy your demands ……   

Don’t look in my darkness with sunlight in your eyes,

I’m the lady of the night, dying when the sun rise ….

 Don’t offer me your lips full of passionate fire,

I’m just a statue of ice, vanishing under desire ….

Don’t place out your body to protect my fragile space,

I’m unreachable on the top on my tenderness and grace …

My world is utopia but I’m still the mother queen,

Well known evergreen on a wide screen ….

“White pearls”

When a priceless necklace is torn down,

Hundreds of white pearls spared all around,

The only thing left is to give away the crown,

Standing still with both legs on a solid ground…

I don’t know how to let go, never learn that thing,

I’m waiting for the wind to see what he can bring,

Holding on to a straw when the storm shows her rage,

Holding tight to the bars of my golden cage ….

I don’t fear the past, neither the next day,

I don’t give a damn what other people would say,

I learned much from the life itself,

Every page, every book is stored on a different shelf ….

The perfection of the pearls lies in the secret of the shell,

Hidden form the world, protected of the living hell,

So we seek for that beauty on the bottom of the deep blue,

To prove that we are worthy but that’s not true ….

Necklace of white pearls so perfect that it can be,

On my neck is showing the imperfect me,

That’s why the pearls are so fragile, so tender, so small,

We don’t deserve them; we don’t deserve them at all.  

“Misty Road”

Why do you think that I lost my road?

Covered with mist but I can see the tablet of gold,

I didn’t forget or lose my birthright code,

I know how to survive on the wind when it’s cold.

To many shadows surround my place,

I did lost my light but I’ll never lose the trace …

My eyes are shut tight for the humanly greed,

My wounds are opened again I let them bleed.

I have a world not with one sun but with two,

They will provide the light to pass this through.

 What is the price for a lost cause?

What is the reword for the actress other than applause?

I would rip my heart out for you, to make you see,

What’s in there so priceless for me …

Forgive and forget, two things big as the sky

You know that don’t you, without asking why ….

“Epitaf”

Pokopaj svoje snove vezane u ledeno carstvo,

Potop od krvi prepuklog srca rusi izluzije zvezdama navezanih,

Ko si ti i ko sam ja u toj prici bez kraja,

Mnogo nas toga deli, mnogo vise nego sto nas spaja.

Sta ti to zoves imenom ljubavi, stvorenje neko tugje a ne tvoje,

Davno vezano sa plocicom imena da nikad ne zaboravi da nije svoje.

Koga to lazemo kad se divimo prasnjavoj slici u galeriji staroj,

Lepotu njenu zna samo njen tvorac i njegove ruke,

Slavu uvjek dobijaju mucenici ako pokazu svoje muke.

Kome vise treba zvuk aplauza u prepunoj sali,

I komedija i tragedija imaju nagradu istu,

Sta sve to vredi na epitafu uz nadgrobnu bistu.

Ljubav svoju ubila nisam, nosim je u srcu odavno,

Ostala je ista zalegjena da je ne promeni vreme,

Probudila se sada kada je sve postalo ravno.

Epitaf stavljam na grobu kraljice leda, bludnice i zene bez lika,

Dosta je bilo neprospanih noci, aplauza i vika.

Volim ga iako je postao prosjak i odrekao se trona,

Volim ga jer uvjek vise gubi nego sto dobija,

Volim ga iako je moj zivot kraj njega dozivotna robija.

“Non – sense”

Ko moze videti zalegjene reke na pustinjskom suncu,

Otsjaj leda sto u slepilo vodi a toplinu stvara,

Oci pustinjaka vide sve lepote jer on dusu otvara.

Ko moze videti igru leptira na punom mjesecu,

Muziku koju samo oni cuti mogu uz nezan zamah sarenih krila,

Vuk samotnjak zavija iz daljine da bi noc tu samocu skrila.

Sta to vide oci nase, dubine duse je odraz u ogledalu,

Fatamorgana ukotvena u zeljama ljudskim da ugase svoju zed,

Rasirene ruke koje samo traziti znaju uvjek dobijaju praznocu i led.

I ja sam opet podala svoje ruke, da kroz njih protrljam zemlju crnu,

Od koje se svi boje i zaboravljaju da ona iz nistavila zivot stvara,

Uz blagoslov njen razgorece se novi plamen od pepela i zara.

Ne sudite covjeku sto je covek ostao, nije to greh,

Pogledaj u oci moje da ludilo moje vidis i radost koju ono nosi,

Kad opet podajem usne svoje i osetim vetar u svojoj kosi,

Shvatices zasto slavim zivot i klanjam se novoj nadi,

Uzimaj, pruzaj, voli, mrzi …. Sto srce kaze to i radi.

“Whisperer”

Look at my smile stolen from hell itself burning down my lips,

The night is kissing the day goodbye in total eclipse,

Everything is going down in silenced peace,

My demons are ready waiting down on their release.

Whisperer unknown to others soundless yet so loud,

Ecstatic voice humble in his needs but vividly proud…

My body is ready to surrender under the strike of lust,

You are and always will be my today, my future, my past …

So what if I feel so powerless in your strong hands,

Obeying to all your breaths praying for more demands ….

So what if I’m reaching for the devil itself offering the hell in his palm,

The only one who can control the fire in my body, who can make me calm…

I give up without a struggle almost without a fight,

Ready to follow your whispers covered with the black night.

“Chosen one”

Dark streets and filthy corners of my city of dreams,

It’s been a while since the last time I have been here,

Sometimes I take a lonely walk without my puppeteer.

I can hear your laughter like echo crushing on the wall,

I’m ready dressed up in my nakedness with my hear let down,

Waiting for the heavy velvet curtains, red as the blood to fall…   

 I’m your “Chosen one” filled with dignity and pride,

Raised by the wind, learned from the rain in glory of the night,

No one standing in front of me, no one by my side…

You lift me up above the city of my dreams on the throne of life,

But you left the stairs like a monument of fallen tears

To prevent the raised head to forget about the stabbing knife …

The “Chosen one” is my new name hanged on a golden pendent on your neck,

You gave up, I surrendered ...  My Dear there’s no turning back.

“Waiting”

Here I’m my dear in my red dress barefoot in the center of the room,

Wearing all the shiny stars in my hair and my favorite perfume …

Screaming corners are calling me with thousands shadows to hide,

No! I’m standing here waiting for him filled with passion, filled with pride ….

Familiar touch and two hands around my waist reaching from the dark,

Wet kiss on the back of my neck and a smile for another bite mark …..

Tell me that I’m beautiful from your lips, with your voice it sounds so true,

When I bend down my head, when I close my eyes I do that just for you…

So when you are watching me from the door step while I peacefully wait,

You divide yourself from the other mortals, that’s why you are so great…

Is this another poem that praises the love, I don’t give a damn,

To much has been given away and so little stays for the final exam…

I keep on waiting in the center of my room like a sacred ritual every night,

Waiting for the wind, the rain …. Waiting to do everything right ….

“Fingerprints”

What am’ I without my body only you know,

My soul with thousands fingerprints sort in a row…

Each and every one is yours, covering down my scars,

I could see it through with your eyes, guided by the stars…

You never tried to force me out I did that myself,

Got out of my sanctuary, left down my shell …

I gave you my arms filled with emptiness like a gift,

The heavy burden is easier when there was you to lift…

I gave you my dead heart, ripped from my stone chest,

To feel the coldest blood, to see the price of peace and rest ….

Now I give you my two black eyes swallowed by the darkest night,

For you to carry them along to the path of the light …

Footsteps like fingerprints glowing on the road ahead,

Left there to follow with my arms spread …

I will fulfill the emptiness with two hands so familiar like my own,

I will recognize them in a million with the fingerprints so well known.

“Beyond and above”

My late nights, I give them to you my dear,

When everyone falls asleep, you are so near,

Do you know that I don’t have other voices in my head?

You are the only thing that I carry with me in my bed.

Now dreams cover my soul in the labyrinth full of mist,

Like a game with so wanted prize and me waiting to be kissed…

New gates for my runaway now unlocked with no chains,

And just one picture like memorial that always remains.

On the first bridge above the river of silence I stand,

With wide opened eyes and lips with quiet demand…

Whispering a prayer well known just for me,

I’m there because you want me to be.

I did remembered the cold black earth,

I carry the smell since the day of my birth.

Now I keep my eyes on the wide blue sky,

Living in the sand watch as the time passes by...

Waiting is nothing if you can see what’s beyond and above,

Maybe it’s called fortune, maybe it’s called love.

“The witch”

They called her “The Witch” blind as they can be,

She was just a human for the one who can see.

She was wearing black clothes always walking in silence,

They didn’t understood her peace so afraid of the violence…

She danced barefoot on the rain with no fear or need to hide,

They called that a witchcraft forgetting what the rain can provide…

She talked to the wind, like with old friend singing along,

They called that madness because they couldn’t hear a thing and that was wrong…

She was the nature’s child born bound with the earth cold and dark,

She was all alone because she didn’t try to hide the mark.

For the others she couldn’t care less like they don’t exist,

She could see the sun yet they can see only the mist ….

She carried alone her madness with no complains,

Searching for a soul mate on the path that remains…

He is there waiting on the other side of the road,

There is a whole world that divide them waiting to explode…

This world is covered with two colors black and white,

She was ruby red and that is just alright ….

“Second ring”

Gracious dark sky with lightning’s divided,

Rain drops on my window with no need to be guided…

Path cleared right in to my soul through my heart,

With the breathe of the wind, always together never apart ….

Like two rings on one hand, symbols of faith and devotion,

Is it just me, the blind believer or your point of notion?

Maybe I just miss you too much and a little bit more?

So I search for you in my dark hallways behind every closed door…

So what if you are not next to me to keep me warm at night,

So what if you are so far away, out of my range, out of my sight?

You left a piece of yourself in every corner like a precious jewel,

Like tinted art on my body so beautiful yet so cruel.

So my dear, the days pass by with no touch or a kiss,

I have it all even if I don’t - I score even if I miss.

You are the second ring on my hand you’ll have to remember it well,

With you by my side I’m ready to see heaven through hell ….  

“Ordinary”

I know that smile you know, the one with just a corner of those lips of yours,

When you look through me like I’m naked without my clothes…

I know that look of your eyes, half closed with a sparkle that burns inside,

The devil himself cannot hide his tail even if he do his best and tried …

I know and I learned how to breathe with your breath in my chest,

I’m still me inside out even if I feel totally possessed …

Yes, even now I can hear your laughter loud as the thunder for the sky,

Your arms are around me even if you are not nearby ….

So ordinary you would say, for me and you nothing strange,

Everything is OURS not yours or mine and nothing will ever change ….

You will hear my voice in the wind when he follows you on your path of dreams,

You will feel my hands on your face every time the rain begins….

Ordinary and yet so crazy for the believers in the natures rings,

I gave you the earth and you gave me the wings …

Our ordinary is so precious like a black diamond hidden in the mud,

You are always here with me running through my blood …

“Glass room”

Steamy glass and rigid fingers drawing their path as one,

Breathing is hard, like slow choking with no pain, that just begun.

Clash of hot and cold in a war known long ago, familiar to me,

I’m the same that you know, the one you left me to be.

The room of glass has nothing to hide, neither from the sun nor the moon,

And the same old radio is playing over and over again the same old tune.

Locked in time for days, months and years waiting to pass by,

Standing still on the ground and yet with the eyes raised so high.

The sign “Fragile” is blinking like old reminder that now make me laugh,

From what I was once had like whole, now I don’t have a half.

I’m not afraid any more for the strikes that can break down the glass,

I will just walk away through the pile of the broken pieces, just pass.

There is a fresh air waiting for me on the top of that mountain high,

I’ll spread my arms wide running to embrace the sky.

I’m what I was meant to be when the wind wrote my destiny in the sand,

“Hitchhikers”

When I rise from the fallen leafs can you see me dressed in gold?

The reflection of warmth in your eyes that’s me out in the cold…

When you hear laughter that the north wind hides behind the naked trees,

The light smile on those lips of yours turns the wind in a warm breeze.

And the question mark on the hitchhiker’s girl pointed to you is silly,

How can she understand the meaning of the water for the water lily.

Crazy, unchained sentences coming from this so called poem of mine,

Just a celebration of the fallen ones with red apples and red wine…

Many hitchhikers on the road in front of you my dear,

So many left behind and yet no one near…

Shadow like a humble servant and a dark snake with poison kiss,

My companions for a lifetime with no wish to be dismiss.

Pieces of lost human’s lives like heavy burden left behind,

Seekers for their lost home, hitchhikers blind…

Your eyes are my legacy, a map to guide me home,

Now I know that I’m not one of them, you are there I’m not alone.

“Snovi u boji”

Ne ljubi me idiote, dok snevam raspustene kose,

Purpurne snove sto mi mir daju,

Ne budi me kad udahnem duboko,

Dobro poznaes miris koji moje noci nose.

Ne diraj opusteno telo moje,

Sto se belinom svojom bori protiv tame,

Ostavi ga uz topline koju pamti sa usana tvojih,

Niko te ne poznaje bolje od mene same.

Ne sapuci mi ponovo stihove

Pesme koju naizust znam,

Ja umem da snevam u boji, da budem uobrazena

I nije me sram….

Gledaj me dok spavam u miru,

Kako mi disanje grudi u ritmu krece,

Ono sto volim, ono sto zelim,

Nikada mi niko oduzeti nece.

Snovi moji su przima neka cudna,

Koja zrak svetlosti pretvara u dan,

Ja iste snove zivim i kad sam budna,

Jer moja buducnost nije samo san…

“Theater”

What an audience, sitting down speechless in the dark,

Dreaming about the prince fearing of the clown ….

There is only one princess worthy of your crown.

Old black and white movies can bring you a story full of colors if you want to see,

A touch of your illusion and my dreams will summon tornados of passion,

With unwritten screenplay, words not bounded but free ….

There on the center of the first act a kiss was written for the ones willing to feel,

My lips on yours like perfect match, fillings closed with a seal …

Act two carry heavy burden with the name of lust written on my skin,

Your hands on my body, devil’s dance, godless sin ….

Act three is a closure with calmness that brings peace,

But we are not grown to that yet when more demons are waiting for their release…

My theater is on your stage building a life of its own,

This is new wonder of my life, never seen – never known.

“Plastic world”

I’m still the selfish one,

You know the one, who can make the moon my midnight sun ….

I’m still the careless one,

You know the one, who does not walk but always run ….

I’m still the unkind one,

You know the one, who says “goodbye” before you begun …

Arrogant, noisy, dangerous … who cares?

I can touch the sky because you build me my stairs …

Don’t turn around when you feel a wet kiss on the back of your neck,

There is a real life beyond my dreams just another realty check …

And still I can see myself in your arms in pale moon light,

I will change the world through my eyes filled with night….

You might want to kiss me when I’m not around,

You might want to hear my voice when you don’t hear a sound …

This is not a plastic world, with Lego bricks around me,

This is what I’m waiting for the others to see ….

“Road to hell”

I wish I can lend you my eyes but closed, shut tight …

To let the darkness take over you, like the darkest night ….

My lips are hot with breath of the hell burning inside …

Loud scream of my body is what you hear when my hands are tied …

I want to feel your teeth, through your kiss on my neck,

If I give all in, you’ll have to give all back ….

Yes dear, all of this seems to dark, to rough,

You know what’s in it for me, never to much never enough ….

I can see myself walking on the water and it’s not a dream,

In your arms you release the titans of the passion in wild steam …

When you put your arms on my white silky skin,

All roads to hell are wide open with a new journey waiting to begin …

Are we still humans, just body’s in service of the lust,

Salt sweat, wet kisses and again desert full of dust …

I cannot put out the fire you light up in me alone …

I want just to make love to you in the center of the earth, on your throne …

“Sidewalks”

Light steps on the side walk wet and clean,

Sad eyes and a smile on a face what does that mean?

Red umbrella in a grey afternoon is in it autumn great,

Fingers crossed and just one green light is that a fate?

Who is that girl who defy the rain with no fear,

Is she in love again crossing the final frontier?

Questions and question marks is that the shape of life?

Just sharp razors and sometimes even a knife ….   

So tell me, can you drink the sorrow from my eyes,

Can I tell that you are brave to try or are you wise?

When one sun rises from the east and other from the west,

Can you offer more or tell me that I’m blessed?

Wet footsteps on a rainy day what did you expect?

Fast rivers and steamy falls in my soul that’s the affect …

But don’t worry my dear that’s just me, the one you know

The one who can turn the gray sidewalks in white snow …

And I rise my glass of red wine for more days like this,

When I will pass my soul to you through a long kiss …   

“Sweet sorrow”

And again the rain i shooting from the dark sky,

Like tears of my body, braking down and cry ….

Shooting raindrops like holes in shiny shell,

Demons crawling out of me, released from hell …..

You can find and see that the face of sorrow is sweet,

So innocent and soft made for the big deceit …

With lips so wanting to open up your hunger,

As you are getting old she becomes younger ….

She’ll catch your eyes in darkness so divine,

With the sound of guitar and a glass of wine …

Seducer like no other lover you can compare to,

She makes her marks on your soul like beautiful tattoo ….

So don’t ask me why do I embrace her when she comes,

Or how I know when she is here when there are no fanfares, no drums ….

I can call her “sister” or a “mother”  in a visit of her child,

She is the only one who can make me gentle or make me wild …

With her I know that I still can feel and be alive,

That’s why my gates are wide opened waiting the arrive ….

The play of the shadow game that she showed me long ago,

Is what I love the most, trough that play I passed the time and grow ….

My sorrow is so sweet like the beads of autumn’s grape,

She made me, she gave me my shape …

“House of mirrors”

Silent whisper of words that should be screamed loud,

Bend down face in the corner of the room, ashamed when it should be proud …

Dark room full of flashlights, they reveal so little of what I can give,

Attack if you want to defend the one thing that you can’t forget and forgive …

What can you offer when you’re hiding your hands behind your back?

How can I hug you? How can I kiss you on the side of your neck?

I cannot find you when you wait for me on the other side of a closed door,

Waiting for a sign, waiting for me to beg for more and more …

Living in a house of mirrors i give moments in every second away,

Each and every one is for the one who want to catch them and stay ….

The reflections of my wish is in the mirror on the sealing,

From above you are looking and you know what I’m feeling …

On the left side of the wall hidden mirror of demands,

There I stand still for days with eyes full of lust and wide opened hands ….

Right mirror is the biggest with colorful dreams as a wide screen,

You can have an all day long entertainment, in every corner different scene …

Under my feet there is a mirror hidden with sand and dust ….

The steps to the future can be strong and sure only if you have trust …

“Muzika u uglu”

“Igraj” – cuje se sapat iz tame dok vatra pucketa u kaminu,

Nek ti tamna soba bude scena za jednocinku dugu,

I koga sad briga sto pokriv prokisnjava kad zelim ispuniti zelju tvoju,

U sarenoj sobi ne postoji mesto za sivu boju ….  

“Rasiri ruke” – ne pokusavaj da sakrijes zavoje uprljane krvlju,

Nije to drama koja uz suze nosi vecu slavu,

Vec vatromet u svakom koraku, u novom stihu, u kratkom uzdahu,

I tiha muzika u uglu kao vetar koji brise prasinu u mahu ….

“Zatvori oci” – nek ti tamna noc bude jasna kao suncan dan,

Uz senke koje vatra stvara nikad nisi sam,

I mesec napolju moze ljubomoru svoju skriti u oblaku tamnom,

Ne gledaj me u zelji vec vodi ljubav samnom …

“Zasto je haljina pala na podu?” – plava joj se boja razlila u tepih,

Ne, ne gazim je …. Igram uz muziku iz ugla sobe,

I kad mi kapi iz plafona padaju na lice ne trudim se da ih obrisem,

Ponecu ih u jutro samnom kad se probudim a sva na tebe mirisem …

I igracu uz muziku tu neumorno, kad mi zvoni u glavi,

A ti gledaj kako bose noge na prstima u vodi krecem,

Pomesaj moju belu i njegovu plavu u jedno,

Skitnica zna da zivi lepo i nikada se nece osecati bedno …

“Staklenik”

Patetika … kome ona treba kad je samo sluga,

Parazit kome je potrebna tuga ….

Ko jos guta slane suze i krije ih u grlu svom,

Lepo stoje, biser duse na licu mom….

Kuda luta sila moja, kad je moja dusa trazi,

Pesma kao vapaj kad otkriva svoje drazi ….

I lepa je kao osmeh u kisnom danu,

Svaki njen stih otvara novu ranu ….

Jos koja luzna kao mesecev cvet  …. prelep,

Nemoze ih videti neko ko je pri ociju slep….

Cuvam ih u stakleniku od crnog stakla,

Da ih nova svetlost dana ne bude takla …

Moje su , nedam ih nikom jer ih razumeti nece,

Ono sto druge zaustavlja, mene pokrece ….

Ostace tamo zakljucane u tami …

Plakacemo, pevacemo…  samo kad ostanemo sami ….

Nemoze svako podneti trnje koje nosim,

Dok ja polako koracam njime nogama bosim ….

I ruka moja ostace i dalje prazna,

Ko zna- zna, neko nikad i ne sazna …

“Table for two”

Windy dark night with shivering candle light,

Winter garden opened under the heavy sky covered in white …..

Table for two on the place where winds cross their paths …..

Where the orchestra of feelings plays a symphony with exchange of breaths ….

Vanity wide spread with curtain embroidered with stars,

Mixing the smell of strong perfumes and expensive cigars ….   

Memory of colorful butterfly wings on the path walk,

Fulfilled journey to the other side of the table made of gray rock ….

Like a cliff hanging in the space between ….

The deep sea under and the sky above like a movie screen ….

Table for two with place just for one,

So big and open with a tasty dinner that just begun ….

Two glasses filled with the same red wine,

My place is yours and yours is still mine …

Table for two and a lady in long black dress,

Selfishly beautiful in her pride, taking everything and nothing less ….

“Cuddling sorrow”

Empty town build of foggy gray bricks in circle like a form,

My sorrow and I in my red room cuddling to keep me worm …

Cut me down deeper my dear and beloved one ….

Red blood in a red room like a fire in a forest that just begun …..

Warm blood in icy cold body, blue and stoned in ages of winters cold,

Gentle, my sorrow be quiet and do as you were told ….

Dry lips with one drop of water with a taste of red wine,

Mirage of fulfilled needs and a satisfied smile …..

Treatment of bites with a kiss or two in between,

Breathing skin white, soft  so clear and clean ….

My worst lover …. My best friend ……

Your cuddling is the only thing that I demand ….

“Lutalica”

Ne, ne bih da te opsujem,

Niti prokunem uz blagoslov…

Lutalice zar svoje mesto neznas,

Pa mi upitnike ko na kvizu saljes?

Kud srljas kao da ti putokaz vec nisam dala,

Znas napamet da jedini put ide u dubinu….

I tamo gde vazduh vodu od neba razdvaja,

U daljini ih ipak onako nevidljiv spaja ….

Pogledaj me jos jednom, dobro zatvorenih ociju,

Ne bi li sebe u mom telu zarobljenog video,

Pa uz glasan uzdah kroz tisinu gluvu

Pozeli dan slobode uz miris mora ….

I koga sem mene, briga sto mi usne trnu,

U zudnji i zedji za poljupcem tvojim,

Uz buku glasnu kao da se rat vodi iz tela,

Koje sam bar jednom u potpunosti predati htela ….

Pokidaj epolete i ordenje slavno,

Koje ti prolaznici kao heroju stavljaju na grudi,

Ne interesuje me sjaj zvezda i kamena od stakla,

Uzmi sve i nista nediraj da znam da sam ja tebe dotakla….

Hocu da vodim ljubav sklopljenih ociju po danu,

Da ti uz zagrljaj poljubim pulsirajuce mesto na vratu ….

A kad ti ruke osetim na kozi i kad pocnes polako da gubis dah,

Pitacu jos jednom, iz inata ….

Volis li … Znas li …. Trebas li …. SADA ….

 “Polarni snovi”

Mozaik snova na stotine kockica koje ja ne umem spojiti,

Pa mi jutro uvjek praznije od noci, bez upitnika i odgovara,

I neznam zasto se svako jutro budim ispucanih usana,

Koga sam ja to toliko ljubila nocas?  

Pa mi na usnama rane i bol  uz svaki dah koji ih lagano takne….

Vezanih ociju pokusavam da dolovim lik, koji mi pije snove iz izvora,

I ostavlja trag za sobom kao da zeli da bude nadjen, uhvacen ….

Ej ludo …. Tre*ace ti mnogo vise od suvih usana kad ti oziljak budu napravili …

Tamo negde na vratu , na putu ka srcu kroz krv koja kljuca …..

Pa ces potraziti ruke moje hladne da rasteraju vatru, zazeleces se leda mog ….

I kad te dodirnu na kozi vreloj kao severac koji ti kicmu ledi,

Pozeleces zimu u vecnom snegu i ledu kao nagradu koja ce vise kazna biti …

I noci duge kao polarne bez sunca pa ces sebe prokletnikom zvati,

Sto mene ovako ukletu na putu svom nadje da prokletsvo moje delis na pola,

Ni mucenici nisu ono sto zele biti kad ih ocima mojim gledas,

Pa lako nestaju kao dim koji ostvlja samo smrad za sobom ….

I ko te sad pita zelis li natrag, kada nema niceg tamo iza mene,

I posle zime ostaje zima kad te ja grlim rukama mojim

I nepustam provalnika iz lavirinta koji drugi zovu …. Snovi ….

“4”

You’ve made it,

You can easily turn your back to the northern wind,

Now you don’t care about the knife coming from behind….

Yes, you’ve made it,

You can feel the taste of wild strawberries in your mouth,

Only with some broken compass showing only south ….

Oh, you’ve did it again,

You can still make love to me from afar with not a single touch,

A kiss more or less traveling through the night is never to much ….

And again you can always make it,

Stories will be told with not a single word spoken,

The air, the wind, the water, the fire…. Cannot be ever broken …..

Shapeless feelings can’t be stopped with single “Goodbye” …

I still can give everything and nothing, limit is the sky …

You’ve made it,

Cristal air in your lungs, like thousand needles in every breath ….

Symphony of crossroad winds, divine music in your ears ….

Raindrops of clear water on your lips, to drain the thirst …

Pure fire in your body, welcome note to hell not the last not the first ….

4 – You’ve made it all ….  

“Selfish love”

Bitter taste of love, if you want to call it with a name,

Famous wall full of heads in a shiny hall of fame ….

One or two, more or less, the list is getting longer,

Weakening the weak but the strong are getting stronger …..

Selfish love like a meal served on a silver plate,

Human hart like a shape or symbol, tasty bait ….

So why do we ask for more with eternal hunger?

The only thing that make the older feel more younger ….

We breast feed each other with pure emotions coming from the deep,

Sometimes rarely in a shape of wolf, sometimes just a sheep …

Where do you see yourself when your wishes overcome your mind,

Are you brave enough to face the darkness, seek and you will find ….

You can’t run away from your mirror hanged above your head,

Every time you raise your eyes you will see if you are not afraid ….

Do you love me?

“Poljubac sa ukusom vina”

Jos jedan gutalj vina, tebi u cast bez zdravice,

Bespotrebne reci koje guse uzdah meni potrebne nisu,

Samo ukus koji se uvlaci u ledene dubljine

Pa mi dah u miris vinograda pretvara …

Neces cuti nikada reci “Volim te” tako nepotrebne, sitne , bedne…

Oduzeti necu ono sto rasirenih ruku zelim dati ….

Ej ludo …. Ti sto ne poznajes vreme…

Obracam se tebi kao zvezdi severnjaci u mracnoj zimskoj noci ….

Gde ti to saljes ljubav ….. ma nek ide ona dodjavola zajedno sa nama ….

Uz putokaze kao krst koji nosim na grudima u obliku leptira …

Pa mi noge bose igraju po plocnjaku na trgu maski,

Kupi – Prodaj, Daj – Oduzmi ….. vreme nece krenuti dalje ….

I stari sat jos uvjek otkucava ponoc i zvoni u glavi …

Nudim ti violinu i pijano uz poljubac sa ukusom slatkog vina,

Da ti ponovo slepim usne u tisinu, bez i jedne reci ….

Samo miris bele koze koji se uz vreo dah razleva po noci

Kao vino u usnama tvojim  ….

“Simply YOU ….”

The wind again has changed his course,

Ruthless, selfish showing all his force ….  

 Me and my despite in the middle of desert,

With all the pain and hurt gathered together….

In battle again, against the sand, against the sun,

Feelings unleashed like wild mustangs in run….

Battle for You …. Battle against You ….. You is I ….

Learn to walk and then run …. Now fly ……  

Going south, pointed north who gives a damn ….

The journey has begun….   

You behind me, like a shadow when I want to be alone,

You in front of me like a target well known …..

You’re my desert wind, crazy enough to stay on that path of mine,

Blue horizon to eternity, desert like a straight line ….

“Putokaz”

Neces se ti udaviti u mojim ocima kad saznas njhovu dubinu,

More soli odavno pesuseno ima samo tamnu mrlju,

Znam, potsetca na najtamniju noc koja nosi strah,

Pa tera decu u majcino krilo ne bi li ljubav cista donela jutro i zrak ….

Neces se ti izgubiti i nestati kad te progutaju,

Pa ti iskrama ceznje put belezim do srca,

I slep bio toplinom vodila bez njihove svetlosti

U ruke rasirene koje sam davno pruzila …

I cekam …

Cekam da mi dahom udahnes zivot na bezbozna usta,

Koje kunu,vredjaju, psuju  istim zarom kao sto vole,

Prose za kap vode umorne i zedne, grubost im mekocu skriva,

Okus limuna kiseo i gorak, znas da ga zele, znas da mole ….

Zazelela se ja jutra, posle dugog sna,

Da te u uglu sobe ugledam budnog posle neprospavane noci,

Neobrijanog kako uz sanljiv pogled galis moje pospano telo,

Pa da se u potpunosti predam, da sve crno obojim u belo …

I da, pozalices se Bogu na kolena koje klecaju pa ti korak sve manji,

Ruke nesmasne pa ti klize bez cilja,

Uste pohotne pa upijaju bez nasita …

A gde sam ja?

Svoj na svojem ….

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тој сонува

во сонот гледа небо

не би требало да е такво

но, сфаќа, сон е

а таа е долу

е светица

и чуда прави

би сакал да вришти, до небото

но сон е

а тој се буди, а сонот сеуште трае

гледа небо, прекрасно сино

такво, какво би требало да биде

а таа е сеуште долу

да , светица е

и чуда прави

вришти до самото небо

сега небото може да го слушне

“The unforgotten”

No,

You’re not living in the shadows of the wall hidden and unknown,

Even if the light is blindly strong I can see the handprint,

Recognized as my own …..

No,

You’re not gone with the last trace of my tears killed with a smile,

Remember that the entrance is only a one way street,

You are still there in the corner of my eye ……

No,

And again simple “No” as an answer to all of yours cloudy questions,

“IF” …. “BUT” …. “MAYBE” …. And even more foggy suggestions …

Yes,

I’m still the one you left behind to follow the new story line,

With a thousand blank pages left to write and just another pair,

Two hands familiar as they were mine…..

You are still the unforgotten in that never ending story of mine,

Where I fall behind you keep on going,

Knowing that I will follow the road recognizing your sign ….

“Escort”

Who called you?

Who fallowed the smell of expensive perfume in the hallway?

No name, no address … cash in advance for fair play …

Dark hair, black eyes a touch of style to order, just to take,

Nothing to begin, hour or two lost time and nothing heavy to forsake ….

I invited you in for a dinner of starving lips, with a cheap taste,

Your time is money and I don’t want a minute to waste ….

Golden watch on the wrist is ticking up your time,

Closed eyes for a dream and a closed door hiding a crime …

Your role is on the bed in a screenplay written by my hand,

Don’t you just love the sound of your voice saying “On your demand”?

Heat and sweat in luxurious hotel is in it a catch for the night,

Nice young body in despair and everything is just alright…

You find your way in now it’s time for me to escort you out,

Keep your smile and don’t say a word, live the room with no doubt…

Escort service a love for sale just one phone call away,

They don’t know you and you don’t know who are they ….

Easy come and more easily go,

A curtain down, that’s when begins the real show….

“Aqua blue”

Iskacena  na vrvot na horizontot,

kako da e visocina a ne ramna crta,

Obid i ocekuvanje kako zamena za nadez,

Sto li bese toa?

Dlaboko sino - crno so seta svoja lesnotija,

Istura kapki vo zamena za zivot,

Oslobodeno – oslobodena, koj li da znae,

Dali tezinata sekogas zavrsuva vo pregratkite na zemjata?

Prima i vraca, ljubi za da obljubuva,

Aqua blue i dijamatot koj smelo ja krsi svetlinata…

Samo mirisi na tela odmieni i cisti ,

Golotija na proleten dozd vo borba so kalta,

Necistotija pretvorena vo svetilina na kopnez …

Te primiv …

Te prifativ …

Te imam …

Ogledalo na dozdot ..... i Aqua blue ...

“Сетила”

“ЛАВИНА”

Кому му е грижа за долги монолози,

Кога само мрморам неразбирливо,

На јазик кој никој одамна не се труди да го научи

А сите веќе одамна го совладале ....

Ти знаш ....

Дивеам на пролетно сонце,

Кога пука ледот некогаш толку моќен,

Па се излеваат чувства како лавина,

Откршени парчиња на некогашен затвор ...

А знаеш дека треба да ти заблагодарам нели?

Можеби некогаш и ќе го направам тоа ....

Дотогаш ќе се трудам бесрамно да се задолжувам,

Со долгови кои никогаш нема да ги исплатам...

И уште побесрамно и расипнички,

Ќе земам, ќе трошам и ќе уживам ... во ТЕБЕ ....

Почнав со ронки, фрлени дирекно во мојата уста,

Задоена на љубов и страст .... жед ....

Уште си во мене ....

Никаде нема да одиш ..... сам ...

“Коцкар”

Се насмеав на својата упорност,

Со милост да гледам во твоите коцкарски раце,

Да чекам да ја испуштиш паричката,

Без да и завидувам,

Затоа што лизга низ твоите прсти ....

Го видов одразот во огледало,

Коцкарско лице и наместена насмевка,

Ирнонична а толку своја,

Горделиво наместена на твоите усни,

Не и љубоморам,

Затоа што ги допира и пие ....