ONA

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i slagao bih sam sebe i tebe

kad bih rekao da sam sreo devojku

koju sam znao tako,nikako

tek ono sto oko uhvati a uho samo propusti

i da dani ucine,da oci gledaju dalje

da usi cuju sum hoda,disanje i otkucaje srca

da pozelim svaki vetar koje tvoje telo napravi

kad prohuji pored mene,

kao more kad se odbije od stene,

i odnese jedan kamencic na dno,

moj mali smesak koji ti ni ne vidis al

odneses ga i radja se drugi,treci…

brze i prelepe ruke,ukrasene samo darom prirode

tako meke,tako zavidim casi i flasi

zavidim i vodi sto te dodiruje tako lako

pitam se,ima li pica uz koje ide i tvoj osmeh,iskren

postoji li sto koji najvise volis,

da li ti ime znaci nesto,ili cipele koje nosim,

uz koje akorde bi tvoj pogled bio nezan,neciji

koliko andjela kosta tvoja ljubav….

bezbroj pitanja i dva puta vise odgovora,

ko i svaki dan,docekam vece da neznam nista

i da ujutru pozelim i da se radujem tom vecernjem neznanju,

samo da mi prodjes kroz glavu,

ostavis malo tragova u dusi,i miris parfema

da sve ima isti miris,miris tebe i tvoje brzine,

vestine,i zenstvenosti…

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Epigram — Marina Adamović

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Mesec švrlja i baca zvezde

Isus menja eksere za vino

sećanje motam u poderano klupče

i ostavljam ga posred antidepresiva

.

 

ove noći
zaposedam sebe

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Život — Marina Adamović

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nisam verovala da..

nisam znala da…

a

nebo je bilo…

i zvezde…

i purpur..

i leptir na…

i sada kad…

još uvek ne verujem da….

iako postojim;

evo me!

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Jesenja pesma — Marina Adamović

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Jenda je zver oglodala granu

uplakani oblak ušao u jesen

oktobar

ispisuje

dočekanu pesmu

nokturno

vetra

u

tek sveloj

travi

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Saša Milivojev: POLITICAL THIRST STRIKE, Wekeend column, 10-11.9.2011. www.sasamilivojev.com

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Saša Milivojev:  POLITICAL THIRST STRIKE

 

Politički štrajk žeđu: Saša Milivojev, Oliver. B. Antić, Aleksandar Vučić, Tomislav Nikolić, Hosni Mubarak
Politički štrajk žeđu: Saša Milivojev, Oliver. B. Antić, Aleksandar Vučić, Tomislav Nikolić, Hosni Mubarak
Tanslation from Serbian: ALEKSANDRA JAKŠIĆ

Threatening to Aleksandar Vučić and Oliver B. Antić with political asylum and thirst strike in Brussels, explaining thats the only way for me to fight, as a matter of urgency, for my rights guaranteed by Constitution, because Serbia is a Civil State, I influenced them psychologically to steal my epoch-making idea on POLITICAL strike and overnight to persuade Tomislav Nikolić once again to show to Europe who actually are Progressives (members of Napredna stranka – eng. Progressive Party). Nikolić is the first politician in history who has used this strike. This idea has widely been spread all over the world. Arab Media transmit that Hosni Mubarak follows his Serbian right-wing leader and refuses to take liquid. This idea is mine! Sešelj was starving for 17 days in the Hague because didnt know about the thirst strike….

Welcome my friends. Welcome my enemies.. The true is waiting for you here. Thank you for staying with me because, since 10th January 2010.  my Serbian brothers have unmercifully sanctioned me, disparaged me, politically harassed me and discriminated me in all those party, mafia and sect media, independent and cheap Serbian daily newspaper full of hatred, intolerance, lies, frauds, deceits, false morality and ontological immorality.

In 2008. I suspected in conspiracy between the radicals and members of Napredna Stranka (Progressive Party) on alleged division. I didnt pay attention when everybody ridiculed me because I was astray from Politika to work on liberalization of Pravda. POLITICAL METASTASIS… Members of Napredna stranka (progressives) started to become my fans. First among them was a functionary Oliver B. Antić. He was delighted with my columns, annoying me by the phone and writing me messages that I am a miracle, but , as an intellectual creator of progressives, he had his final target in misusing my spirit of rebellion, talent, national feelings and an influence to reading audience. However, as soon as Carla del Ponte ha spoken up about Yellow house, I announced a novel under a shocking title The Boy from the Yellow House, after which I was kicked out from Politika and Pravda. Then it was revealed that even professor didnt care about the Yellow House; he did that only for his personal pleasure and philanthropy. Aleksandar Vučić blushed when I told him about my target to publish the novel about the Yellow House and to encourage an investigation.  Saša Milivojev to Aleksandar Vučić, SMS:  „Stop lying me as you have been lying the people for years!“

„Halo, listen to me very carefully Saša: tell to your mom and dad they are lairs! Do you hear me? Tell them they are lairs!! You havent obliged me with anything, so I do not owe you any help!“

„No kidding? My background is not the street, Mr Vučić, I have come from Politika in order to meet you! Thousands of young people are following my words in Politika  and Pravda towards your party, now you will see when I turn all of them against you! I have  my  tentacles in structures which are impalpable to you and Boris Tadić! You will be surprised…“

Oliver B. Antić to Saša Milivojev, SMS: „I do not understand what you are expecting from us? We are not an authority which employees qualified! You are a poetic talent, even the best couldnt  pass.“

„I have been sent to clean the wheat from the chaff by my literature, just they have forgotten to tell you that! Professionally, I can deal with your literature and, drawing from the context, I can prove your clear hate speech against the Muslims; that you are doing is not a literary struggle against terrorism, it is an attack on religion! And every religion must be respected!“

„One threat more and the criminal charge is at your door!“

„What the hell criminal charge? You could be charged for breaking human rights, manipulation and harassment of declared journalist, a young man whose intellectual property has been misused by you in Pravda, and he was left by you in the street again by you!“

„We do not have any connection with Pravda anymore. It has been bought by Đilas.“

„I am not interested in knowing who is an owner, Pravda as a public media, owes me!“ – He says:  „You are sick!“

„We shall se who is sick when you defend yourself by the polygraph! You know very well how I  hold a reputation of the party in my hand. Do you want me to call Homen? You turned him down but you still are not aware that you lost him! People remember! People will never forgive you!“

„However, your political opinion is very shallow.“

Now we shall see whose opinion is politically shallow. So, threatening to Aleksandar Vučić and Oliver B. Antić with political asylum and the thirst strike in Brussels, explaining that its the only way for me to fight for my rights guaranteed by Constitution ( civil state- means same rights to all citizens of the state), I psychologically influenced them to steal my epoch-making idea on POLITICAL thirst strike and overnight persuade Tomislav Nikolić to show to Europe once again who are the Progressives indeed. Long time ago, people used the thirst strike, but those were the workers and refugees. The leader of Progressives is the first politician in history who used that strike. In his statements I recognized my words and SMS messages I had sent to Vučić and Antić. Said well enough  on shallow political opinion and rating!

 

www.sasamilivojev.com

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POGREŠAN JE KOD ZAPISAN U LJUDSKOM RODU

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Tako mi mog života kratkog
Svih laži izgovorenih
Svih istina preko usana prevaljenih
Tako mi svega lošeg
Svega gorkog, svega slatkog

Ovu pesmu ne pišem rukom
Već onim što oči videše
Telo i duša osetiše
Pa sad stihove nižu jaukom

Kako bi drugčije
Prošlost krvavu opevali
Iz te krvi u budućnost sledili
Da zapišu delo čovečije

Ne to ne može biti
Nek vas ova pesma boli
Niko ne mora da je voli
Ona će samo istinu govoriti

Video sam dva čoveka
Što tužno stajaše
I očima plačnim gledaše
Jedan drugog iz daleka

Medju njima provalija
Prvi poče jače da plače
Drugi poče jače da skače
Prvi jeste ono što dolazi
Drugi beše istorija

Onom što tek treba doći
Odelo od svile beše
Istoriji vetar golu kožu seče
O prokleta hladna noći

Tad budućnost progovara
“Vidiš li me nesrećniče?
Ja sam ono što tek biće“
Al prošlost ne odgovara

„Zasto skačeš kukavče
Zar nemaš gde da spavaš?
Da se greješ, večeravaš?“
Al prošlost usnama ne miče

Budućnost ne prestaje
„Reci bar što su ti ruke krvave?
I po telu rane iscrtane?“
Na to prošlost progavara
I priču započinje

„Prijatlju moj, rane su mi teške
Kožu su mi muke išibale
Ruke su mi vrane iskljucale
Pogledaj me dobro prijatelju
Gledaj svoje stare greške“

„Sada skačem, širim ruke
Da tebi kažem
Da tebi, nesretniče pokažem
Da ne doživiš iste muke“

„Ne vladaj samo radi vladanja
Ne kradi dane sto ti dade bog
Ne idi rog u rog
Neka ti moje rane
Budu ogledalo stradanja“

„Uči se na ranama mojim
Jer što slikari naslikaše
A pesnici opevaše
Sad je učitelj tvoj
I zemlja moja na kojoj stojim“

Sad budući suze briše
„ Zato sam i došao iznad provalije
Da se nazad vratim, meni ovde bolje nije
Da se vratim ponovo da učim“
Teško priča još teže uzdiše

Tad prošlo upita buduće
„ Zasto hoćeš nazad nesretniče?
„ Sa tom svilom, kojojm se i carevi diče
Zar srećan nisi u tom odelu?
Zar suze naše mogu da se izjednače?“

„ Mogu prijatelju stari
Ja sam otelotvorenje tvog košmara“
Iz topa budući odgovara
„ Ja sam kraj svega
Mene nema ko da žali“

„ U rukama mojim drzim sve
Sve blagotedi savremenog sveta
Sudbina je prijatelju to prokleta
Jer duše nemam, tela nemam
Zar se tako ziveti moze?“

„ Ubio sam boga u sebi
Čast je danas deo bajke
Ostala je zakopana u dubini crne rake
Sve knjige su spaljene
Sto je vredelo nekad, danas ne vredi“

Istorija ga pažljivo slušaše
„ Zar u vatru Platona, Tolstoja?
Tvoj je život samo iluzija
Zasto si se knjiga odrekao?“
Besno rukom odmahivaše

Tad prošlost sede i reče
„ Teško mi je kad te vidim
Zar da se svojih potomaka stidim?“
Za čiju sam slobodu krv lijo
Znaš li kako oseljena rana peče?“

Budućnost kleknu na kolena
„ Oprosti mi kad te molim
Sto moradoh da te zaboravim
Što sam prodao za lagodnost dušu svoju
Vrati me u tvoja vremena“

Prošlost ćuti, posla ima prečeg
Čak ga ni pogledom udostojila nije
Već se nagnu iznad provalije
Samo rečenicu prozbori
„ Vidi dole ima nečeg“

Sad obojca provaliju posmatraše
Čudnim pogledom gledaše čoveka
Ovaj nije iz njihovog veka
Čuše ga jasno kako zapomaže

„ Ko je ovaj čovek nesretni?
Što tako tužno zapomaže
Hoće budućnost da mu prošlost kaže
„ Njemu je najteže, to je onaj koji jeste“
Odmah prošlost odgovori

„ Dobro ga gledaj, on danas postoji
Iz te rupe on će izaći
Sudbina tvoja će ga snaći
Jer ja sam nekad bio
On jeste, ti ćeš doći“

Nakon ovih reči svak zaćuta
Shvatili su bez dileme
Svako vreme nosi svoje breme
To stihovi ovi opevaše
O sudbino ljudska prokleta

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Da li………….Ksenija

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ŽUBOR SA MORAVE – Rade Košanin

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Rade Košanin

ŽUBOR SA MORAVE

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Sreća – Marina Adamović

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najsreć

nije

nije

jedn(om)

srećan

bi

ti

tišina

hramlje

razmiric(om)

u

vazduhu

uh

u

srcu

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Zaborav(nost ) — Marina Adamović

37 пута прочитано

zaborav

nost(i)d(u)

u

zimskiko

vitlac

i

nesta

ju iz

vidokru

g

a

a

ja ću(ti)m

u (sam)

lje

no

no

(ću)ti

sa…m(nom)

i

ti

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