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laly Nivo: Moderator podforuma Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
Registriran(a): 19-11-2005 Lokacija: Wudang Odgovori: 39084 IP: Maskiran
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Re: Ljubavna poezija
Èekanje
Èekam u senci jedog strog duda
Da mesec zaðe I, skrivena tamom,
Po uskoj stazi što kroz noæ krivuda,
Da siðes k meni èeznjivom I samom.
Èekam, a lenjo prolaze minuti,
I sati biju na tornju daleko.
Veæ zora sviæe, blede mleèni puti,
A ja još èekam, - I veèno bih èek´o!
O, šta je to što mene veže sada
Za jedan put, za jedan oblik tela,
I sto mi duša zatreperi cela,
I sva nemoæna izdiše I pada,
Kad me se takne jedna ruka bela!
I sav zasenjen pred èudesnim sjajem
Lepote tvoje, slab, bez jednog daha,
Kao da svakog èasa zivot dajem,
Prilazim tebi pun pobožnog straha,
Posræem, klecam, dokle me privlaèe,
Ko provalija tamna I duboka,
I dok se strašnim prelivima mraèe,
Tvoja dva crna neumitna oka...
Milan Rakiæ
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17-11-2008 at 00:28 |
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laly Nivo: Moderator podforuma Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
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Re: Ljubavna poezija
SENKA
Zbog svega što smo najlepše hteli
hoæu uz mene noæas da kreneš.
Ma bili svetovi crni,
il beli,
ma bili putevi hladni,
il vreli,
nemoj da žališ ako sveneš.
Hoæu da držiš moju ruku,
da se ne bojiš vetra
i mraka,
uspravna i kad kiše tuku,
jednako krhka,
jednako jaka.
Hoæu uz mene da se sviješ,
korake moje da uhvatiš,
pa sa mnom bol
i smeh da piješ
i da ne želiš da se vratiš.
Da sa mnom
ispod crnog neba
pronaðeš hleba komadiæ beli,
pronaðeš sunca komadiæ vreli,
pronaðeš života komadiæ zreli.
Il crkneš
ako cræi treba
zbog svega što smo najlepše hteli.
Miroslav Antiæ
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24-11-2008 at 21:59 |
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Re: Ljubavna poezija
Oriah Mountain Dreamer - The Invitation
It doesn´t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart´s longing.
It doesn´t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn´t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life´s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn´t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ´Yes.´
It doesn´t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn´t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn´t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
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26-11-2008 at 14:20 |
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laly Nivo: Moderator podforuma Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
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Re: Ljubavna poezija
U zimski dan
Celoga je dana sneg lagano pado
kao s vocki cvet,
o, kako veceras, o kako bih rado
odletela nekud daleko u svet,
nekuda daleko kroz svetove snezne
kao leptir lak,
i nekome htela reci reci nezne,
tople, lepe, nove kakve ne zna svak.
I sutona celog sneg je tiho pado,
umoran i gust.
Veceras bih nekog ugledala rado
ali njega nema. Put je davno pust.
Samo s bledog neba beloj zemlji slecu
pahulje kroz zrak.
O, kako je bolno kad ti doci nece
neko koga cekas a spusta se mrak.
Desanka Maksimovic
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05-12-2008 at 23:18 |
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