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there was something
wrong with us
as though he
never knew me
as though he created
an image of me on his own
as though he compiled CD
but he pressed the wrong button
and burn only shortcut of image
and the content
was empty
he never tried to open it
and one day he took
from his car all his CDs but one
and forget to bring them back
and when he had nothing left
he took that CD of mine
and realized it's empty
he didn't care who I am
he only had to have me
to make his woman out of
me
In the end that woman wasn't
me
Sitnice
Žene su poput oblačića
sastavljene od sitnica.
Muškarci, poput slonova,
nose u sebi ogromno nešto,
nešto dosadno i jednolično,
što ih ispunja cijele.
Muškarci vole
kada utonu u ženu
i ona se prospe oko njega
i njene sitnice popune
njegove praznine.
Vole osjetiti nježnost
kad napusti snaga.
Nek žena bude
noćna svjetiljka
koja svijetli
samo za njega.
Život mi je lijep
Život mi je lijep
jer udišem jesen
živim zimu
volim proljeće
i sanjam ljeti
držim ruku
i gledam oči
što gledaju moje
Život mi je,
danas,
uistinu lijep
Buđenje
Probudila sam se
jednom sama
u sobi
i zaglušila me tišina
i oslijepila me svjetlost
činila se tako čista
tako blaga
Uplaših se i pomislih
da sam već prešla
vrata raja
Kamo je pobjegla moja svjetlost
moja tišina?
Tko je sakrio moj raj?
Post je objavljen 29.01.2013. u 12:10 sati.