Brainwashed

I have been brainwashed today.
Now it seems like everything's OK.
Even if I manage to rehab my brain,
I know I'm gonna be brainwashed again...

:: 21.01.2007

Strange feeling...

Consciousness is under open fire.
Thoughts are bubbly like in meltin' pot...
My heart is target of lust and desire...
You're the one to choose the right spot!

:: 25.04.2008.

Photoshop

Nedavno sam pročitao ovu pesmu i oduševio se... Iako na "prvu loptu" može da se učini banalnom, lako se uočava njena višeslojnost... Naterala me je da se zamislim nad nekim stvarima...
Hvala drugarici Ivani Stanisavljević na dopuštenju da objavim njenu pesmu na mom blogu ;)

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Inspiration from last night or better say early this morning around 3:30am... I woke up and couldn't fall asleep.. and many thoughts were running through my head and than I realized the next thing:

I wish I could open
a photoshop in my life
and change opacity
of some stuff
and use the fill tool
for some layers
that live in my heart
Oh, I would so like
to open that kind
of photoshop!

Ivana Stanisavljević
19.11.2008.

Makka

You find yourself on the crossroads, standing.
Your eyes are looking for an old gray raven.
His flight will guide you to an ending.
He'll lead your soul on a path to Heaven.

Your weaken body will dematerialize,
setting your eternal soul free.
Like the bird, your soul flies.
Within the light, it disappears...

It's Raining Again...

Dark clouds are driftin' across the sky...
All stars are sad and moon's going to cry...
It's like the universe has never ever been bright...
The darkness yields its heaviest night tonight...

After eternity of almost everlasting bliss,
I feel unrest: it wont let me forget that kiss...
Just a few words collapsed it all to end...
Cold raindrops are puncturing me...
                                           It's raining again...

Broken Things

Don't bring up the broken things.
It's all over when it comes to lies...
Let it go, let them spread their wings.
Open your mouth, release all your butterflies...

Don't fight the neverending battle.
Release that last remaining butterfly...
Just forget... Let emotions to settle...
Let it go! Let the love die...

//hvala drugarici Theo za divnu ilustraciju! :**