Stara, mrzovoljna pisaća mašina / The Old, Cranky Typewriter

Stara, mrzovoljna pisaća mašina
Bila je slatki mali čistač cipela,
naizgled spremna da ih licka,
iako nije to znala,
a čak i da je znala,
nikad to ne bi rekla.
Hej, pa bila je glupa?!
Sad je stara mrzovoljna pisaća mašina,
uvek spremna da ih bocka,
iako to ni ne zna,
a čak i kad bi znala,
nie bi je bilo briga.
Hej, pa letargična je?!
Ne shvataju.
Ne Read on

Sanjari umiru / Dreamers Die

Sanjari umiru
Sanjari plaču,
sanjari lete.
Sanjari nikad ne presuše.
Sanjari opažaju,
sanjari savetuju,
sanjare lako uguše.
Sanjari umiru.
Pogledaj kako plačem,
jer ne mogu da letim,
ali neću presušiti.
Pogledaj kako opažam,
jer ne mogu da savetujem
…ne bih da te gušim.
Sanjari umiru.
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Dreamers Die
Dreamers cry,
Dreamers fly.
Dreamers never run dry,
Dreamers notice,
dreamers advise,
Dreamers get suffocated on fly.
Dreamers die.
Look at me cry,
For I cannot fly,
But I won’t be running dry.
Look Read on

Sunovrat / Downfall

Sunovrat
Iskopala sam ovu rupu,
niko me nije terao
i rasprsnuću se u komadiće
onda kad bude povikala na mene.
Nije mi bila potrebna,
ali tako to ide.
I niko je nije terao
da mi potpomaže u kopanju.
Onda sam propala kroz nju.
Ne kopaj se dok te kopam.
Ne kopaj se dok te kopam.
Ne kopaj se dok te kopam.
Ne kopaj se dok te kopam.
Dole sam Read on

Na raskršću / On The Crossroads

Nikola, my dad’s long-term friend and now my and mother’s friend once freaked out when I told him that nonsense sentences come to my mind when I fall asleep and that I wish I could write them. When I told him some of those, he said: “Please, don’t tell this to anyone, people will be Read on

Kesa bez kostiju / Bag With No Bones

Kesa bez kostiju
A ja sam noćas spavala pod sivom tavanicom,
i posmatrala kako se na njoj formiraju sazvežđa,
ne primećujući da je upravo svitalo,
te da te zvezde svakako ne dolaze s neba.
Dovraga, gde sam ja to?
Kako sam stigla ovde?
Hoću li i odavde biti izbačena?
Naravno da hoću.
Sećam se samo da sam pala sa jednog groznog mesta,
da su mi Read on

Tegla / Jar

Random thoughts on totally random people’s relationships, I don’t even know the female in the story that inspired me, I just heard of her. But that’s enough for this one.
Tegla
Našao ju je na drugoj strani zemlje,
ubedio ju je da ga je oduvek volela,
a onda ju je zatvorio u veliku teglu,
spolja polepivši sopstvene portrete.
I on meni Read on

Ludi konj / The Insane Horse

I started writing this late in April, with a specific horse in mind. I’m not sure if the said horse is still alive, but he indeed held the territory inside of a specific circle and seemed to be really posessive about it.
And then? I lost the poem and I found it tonight, while complaining to Read on

Svi su hteli tvoj motorkolač / Everyone wanted your motorcake

Svi su hteli tvoj motorkolač
Svi su hteli tvoj motorkolač,
zato ga niko stvarno neće imati,
svi su hteli tvoj motorkolač,
zato tu više nema ničeg da se oseti.
Ptice malog mozga.
Ptice tako malog mozga.
Svi su hteli tvoj motorkolač,
niko više tu neće progledati,
svi su hteli tvoj motorkolač,
niko tu ništa više neće biti.
Ptice malog mozga.
Ptice tako malog mozga.
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Everyone wanted your motorcake
Everyone Read on

Pismo Mikiju / A Letter To Mickey

This is the second offspring of what I came up with yesterday and explained with the last poem.
Want its meaning? Actually, I’m comfortable with sharing: when we were children, there was a magazine called Mikijev zabavnik, about Mickey Mouse and co. There was a section with readers’ letters, called Mikijeva pošta (Mickey’s mail) and children Read on

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