Friday, December 31, 2010
The Last Day of the Year...
Every year, this day, people use to make their most serious and heartfelt resolutions for the New Year that is almost here, trying to change whatever happened the year that passed...Promises that werent kept, goals that werent acchieved, opportunities that were lost, people that werent meant to be...The hug that we havent make, the kiss that we havent give, the love that we havent still met ...and dreams always elude, escaping through our fingers like sand... I have been thinking all that this cold morning, as I was having a hot cup of coffee and watching the clouds in the sky running softly away, away in the horizon...And then I decided that today its time for me to thank life for every small or big thing that has come my way this last year that is almost finished and gone. To thank life for every one that has come my way to stay or not to stay, for every one that has gone away, for every one that keeps staying beside me. To thank life for the simple fact that I am still standing, no matter how hard the hits, how deep the cuts, how painful the wounds. I know that all this will fade away soon, and be drowned forever in the depths of an endless ocean of memories. I also want to thank life for all these special friends who made me realise who I really am, and gave me their love and support through good times and bad times also, some times coming from the least expecting places... And I want to thank life for the most important thing that gave me this past year...for bringing me the love that warms my heart and fulfils me in every way possible, one of the most beautiful and warm hearted men I have ever met, who is embracing me with all the tenderness and sensitivity that I have always dreamed of. My only wish is that we will be always together soon...
So, I wish a happy and prosper New Year to all. A year of dreaming and Love. Dark times may lay ahead, but Hope always lights the way to happiness, shining gently inside the hearts of us all....
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Monday, December 27, 2010
My heart on fire
Red Passion, by Nicole Roumelioti in Saatchi Online Artist: Nicole Roumelioti" http://goo.gl/lYVIn © 2012 Saatchi Online. All rights reserved. |
My heart on fire
your lips leave their burning marks
across my flesh
tied up
with bonds of wanting
crazy
needing you more than ever
hungry for you
my eyes become oceans of lust
kiss me
make me forget the world
I am lost
inside your red passion
all is a blur
you and me
one
in flames
running
flying
falling
until
only ashes
remain
calming softly
inside a rose...
always inside you
Hari Mata Hari-Lejla
Niz polje vjetar mirise I can smell the wind down the meadow
i bol me prati kao sjena And pain follows me like a shadow
da l' negdje za mnom uzdises Are you still somewhere longing for me?
gdje si od mene sakrivena Where are you hidden from me?
U kosu stavi ruzmarin Put rosemary in your hair
i jedan cvijet kraj sadrvana and a flower by the old fountain
Lejla, zar bi mogla ti drugog voljeti Layla, how could you love another?
Golube, moj golube Dove, my dove
nosi joj suze mjesto pjesme carry the tears to her instead of the song
Ako te sutra zaprose If tomorrow they ask for your hand
znaj tamo necu biti ja You should know I wont be there
lako se tuge oproste Sorrows are easily forgiven
al' samo ljubav nikada but only love never is
zar bi mogla ti drugog voljeti How could you love another?
Ref. Ref.
Golube, moj golube Dove, my dove
nosi joj suze mjesto pjesme carry the tears to her instead of the song
ja odlazim k'o da sam kriv I'm leaving as if I was guilty
sto voljeh onu koju ne smijem of loving the one I'm not allowed
Golube, moj golube Dove, my dove
nosi joj suze mjesto pjesme carry the tears to her instead of the song
odlazim k'o da sam kriv I'm leaving as if I was guilty
sto voljeh tebe koju ne smijem of loving the one I'm not allowed
Sto voljeh tebe, Lejla Of loving you, Layla
To Be By Your Side - Nick Cave
Across the oceans Across the seas, Over forests of blackened trees.
Through valleys so still we dare not breathe, To be by your side.
Over the shifting desert plains, Across mountains all in flames.
Through howling winds and driving rains, To be by your side.
Every mile and every year for every one a little tear.
I cannot explain this, Dear, I will not even try.
Into the night as the stars collide,
Across the borders that divide forests of stone standing petrified,
To be by your side.
Every mile and every year, For every one a single tear.
I cannot explain this, Dear, I will not even try.
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing.
For tonight I will be by your side. But tomorrow I will fly.
From the deepest ocean To the highest peak,
Through the frontiers of your sleep.
Into the valley where we dare not speak, To be by your side.
Across the endless wilderness where all the beasts bow down their heads.
Darling I will never rest till I am by your side.
Every mile and every year, Time and Distance disappear I cannot explain this.
Dear No, I will not even try.
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing and tonight I will be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly away, Love rises with the day and tonight I may be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly, Tomorrow I will fly, Tomorrow I will fly.
Through valleys so still we dare not breathe, To be by your side.
Over the shifting desert plains, Across mountains all in flames.
Through howling winds and driving rains, To be by your side.
Every mile and every year for every one a little tear.
I cannot explain this, Dear, I will not even try.
Into the night as the stars collide,
Across the borders that divide forests of stone standing petrified,
To be by your side.
Every mile and every year, For every one a single tear.
I cannot explain this, Dear, I will not even try.
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing.
For tonight I will be by your side. But tomorrow I will fly.
From the deepest ocean To the highest peak,
Through the frontiers of your sleep.
Into the valley where we dare not speak, To be by your side.
Across the endless wilderness where all the beasts bow down their heads.
Darling I will never rest till I am by your side.
Every mile and every year, Time and Distance disappear I cannot explain this.
Dear No, I will not even try.
For I know one thing, Love comes on a wing and tonight I will be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly away, Love rises with the day and tonight I may be by your side.
But tomorrow I will fly, Tomorrow I will fly, Tomorrow I will fly.
sweet absinthe
under the rain
a lonely heart can melt like sugar cube
on fire
dripping inside sweet absinthe
to make the pain
less heavy for the soul
alas!...this sweet green
killer of memories
doesn't last long...
and the rose wound
of missing you
starts again to open softly,
thorn by thorn, spreading
like blood upon fresh evening snow...
John Dowland - I saw my lady weep
I saw my lady weep,
And Sorrow proud to be advanced so,
In those fair eyes where all perfections keep.
Her face was full of woe,
But such a woe (believe me) as wins more hearts,
Than Mirth can do with her enticing parts.
Sorrow was there made fair,
And Passion wise, tears a delightful thing,
Silence beyond all speech a wisdom rare.
She made her sighs to sing,
And all things with so sweet a sadness move,
As made my heart at once both grieve and love.
O fairer than aught else
The world can show, leave off in time to grieve.
Enough, enough, your joyful looks excels.
Tears kill the heart, believe;
O strive not to be excellent in woe,
Which only breeds your beauty's overthrow.
Emma Kirkby: John Dowland-Time Stands Still
'Time stands still with gazing on her face.
Stand still and gaze, for minutes , hours and years to her give place.
All other things shall change , but she remains the same;
Till heavens changed have their course and Time hath lost his name.
Cupid doth hover up and down, blinded with her fair eyes,
And Fortune captive at her feet contemned and qonquered lies.
Whom Fortune, Love and Time attend on.
Her with my fortunes, love, and time honour will alone.
If Bloodless Envy knows herself his faithful heart.
My settled vows and spotless faith no fortune can remove;
Courage shall show my inward faith, and faith shall try my love.
Stand still and gaze, for minutes , hours and years to her give place.
All other things shall change , but she remains the same;
Till heavens changed have their course and Time hath lost his name.
Cupid doth hover up and down, blinded with her fair eyes,
And Fortune captive at her feet contemned and qonquered lies.
Whom Fortune, Love and Time attend on.
Her with my fortunes, love, and time honour will alone.
If Bloodless Envy knows herself his faithful heart.
My settled vows and spotless faith no fortune can remove;
Courage shall show my inward faith, and faith shall try my love.
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Friday, December 24, 2010
in my palms...
Thursday, December 23, 2010
A gift not sent...
It was meant to be posted, yet it wasnt. Not because I didnt wanted to, you know it. Just couldnt find the proper box to put it. And then, there was the wrapping. Nothing seemed to fit. Wrong colour, wrong pattern... wrong package. Too long, too short, too big, too small... And apart from all this i had to decide when to send it. Date was important too...Yesterday was too soon, today was already late... You see, i was planning to send you my heart as your gift, this Christmas ... But then suddenly i realised that you have my heart already. From the first moment, even before...So, i decided not to send you my gift this season. I instead decided to shout it out loud to the four corners of this world : I LOVE YOU. Just this clear cry of my soul, simple, crystal, naked. This cold night, before Christmas...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
beyond the stars
This night
Every winter
Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -
Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.
~Charles Kingsley
"king of intimate delights..."
O Winter! ruler of the inverted year, . . . I crown thee king of intimate delights, Fireside enjoyments, home-born happiness, And all the comforts that the lowly roof Of undisturb'd Retirement, and the hours Of long uninterrupted evening, know.
William Cowper (1731 - 1800), Task (bk. IV, l. 120)
in the depth of winter
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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