Slavuj / Nightingale

! This post was written long ago. What you're reading is not necessarily how I feel about things in 2017. This blog was started by an 18-year-old in 2001. Please, keep that in mind before you freak out.

I posted this two nights ago and, just like that entry about artists' approaches back in December 2009, it disappeared before I woke up and it's probably stuck somewhere in the murkiest, darkest corners of the database...but I don't think I'll bother to retrieve it. For one, I don't think I'm a retriever, and it's always easier to repost it, anyway.

So, according to one of my usual first readers of everything I write, this might be the angriest p..m I have ever written. It was inspired by one of Oscar Wilde's fairy-tales I have read as a child and the other inspiration trigger was Sheryl Crow's song "Anything But Down".

This p..m is not a part of this ongoing series I'm writing and no invisible rays will harm the reader. Everything in this p..m is probably more exaggerrated than in any of those that belong to the series, though. It's because I just can't, don't and won't see good in people who are yet to prove to me they're good to those who don't act the way they do, aren't physically attractive to most of the population and aren't from specific countries.

On that note, regardless of how disrespectful this may be to a person who is now some sort of a friend to me, I think she inspired this one. She previously inspired "A Red Rose", written around mid-April 2006. She does NOT appear in any of these, by the way, she only triggers a complete opposite of an approach.


Prestani da krvariš po mojim lepim ružama,
prestani da mi čistiš mutnu vodu koju pijem,
prestani da mi donosiš runoliste i vilin konjice,
prestani, kučko nijedna,
prestani, đubre jedno bezvredno.

Ne podnosim crvene ruže,
ne podnosim ih,
ne podnosim ih.

Prestani da zalivaš crvene ruže samrtnim suzama,
prestani da mutiš čistu vodu svojim davljenjem,
prestani da dolaziš i ništa mi ne donosiš,
prestani, žgadijo nijedna,
prestani, najbeskorisniji stvore ikad.

Ne podnosim rosu na cveću,
ne podnosim je,
ne podnosim je.


Stop bleeding your heart out on my pretty roses,
stop cleaning the dirty water I'm drinking,
stop bringing me edelweiss and dragonflies,
stop it, you bitch,
stop it, you worthless piece of waste.

I can't stand red roses,
I can't stand them,
I can't stand them.

Stop watering red roses with tears of your death,
Stop dirtying up clear water with your drowning,
Stop coming over without bringing anything,
Stop it, you scumbag,
Stop it, you most useless creature ever.

I can't stand dew on the flowers,
I can't stand it,
I can't stand it.

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