I hate the way you deceived me and the way you made me wait,
I hate the way you made me being pissed at you and also made me hate.
I even hate the way I made you hate me and being pissed at me,
I hate the fact you blocked me, although it was just “bide a wee”.
I hate it that you showed me that I’m the only scam - a fake,
I hate you for taking away my drug and causing this entire ache.
I hate the way you threw the sand in my eyes and made me cry,
I hate the way you made me feel guilty, made me wish I could die.
I hate the fact that we are so alike, I hate the fact that we are really not,
I hate admitting that my soul is bought and I hate the feeling of being caught.
I hate you making me feel so small, I hate dropping on my knees and crawl.
But mostly I hate telling you the through: “I don’t hate you, not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

Do I have to dislike everything you like just in order to prove I don’t love you?
Would this fool the world?
Would this fool you?
Would this fool me?

Would it keep the pain away?
Would it feel better?
Why can’t we just sway?

Why am I drawn to you?
Why if WE’re so bad?
Is there hope?
Do I just wanna feel sad?

I guess I’m just forced to live.
Forced to live this way.
Why can’t I give
And then take it all away?

I never take what I give,
It is yours, you earned it once.
What we had never tears
How long to wait for another bunce?

I'm going…
I’m going somewhere; I don’t feel like home here anymore
Going, floating…
Till I find a place to call my own
Got sick of these greens and pressure
Going to search for some ease and desert
I’ll just take the pen and paper and wait
…wait for an inspiration
Be in solitude.
And hope that the scorching sun doesn’t take the words away
What will I say?
I’ll have my dreams: no pain
Happiness is not for me
It robs me of everything
I always have to crave.

Kakor Ofelija delila je rože lastnosti,
Te prišle so k meni v rani mladosti.

Rožmarin,
Prijateljstva minulega spomin.
Po vetrovih negotovosti, mačehe cvet,
Da mi zvest bo moj fant lep.
Janež in orlice
Za videnje resnice.
Marjetke roža,
Večno me ljubeča roka boža.
In vijolice sanje
V vsega dobrega upanje.

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Dim-
Opojen vonj,
Počasi-
In vse bolj,
Srce-
Po taktu glasbe –Razbija,
Kolena-
Ne zdržijo,
Misli-
Se zgostijo…

A tvoj dotik,
Izraz ljubezni,
Prežene vse bolezni.
Žgečka-
Dotika sladkobo,
Čutim-
Ljubezni mehkobo.

S tabo v najin svet se zaprem
In grem in grem…
Sanjam-
Le tvoje zavetje,
Objem-
Tja grem.

Od sveta ločena,
Dve telesi sredi vesolja-
-Osamljena…

In nato prediren hahaha,
In z vesolja strmoglaviš na trdna tla.

Vse groteskno razen tebe se mi zdi,
Vse odurno meče pesek mi v oči,
Vse oči v mene zro,
Vse besede name padajo!

In spet ta hahaha,
Kot dolgonosa bradavičasta čarovnica.

Mar sem dekle že prej sovražila?
Ali sem jo v pravi luči opazila?
Res ni slaba, kriva moja presoja se mi zdi.
A ta hahaha kot iz topa se oglasi, ko zaprem oči!

Brzenje iz časa v čas
In nenehno ta blablabla.
A črtica ali a
Pa daj no - koga briga
Aristotla?
Pa ja!

Bol v glavi,
Pretakanje črk, števil.
Kaj mi to pomeni?
Izobrazbo?
Tega ne ve vsak debil.

Algebra dogodek,
Pa ne v mestu Gogi,
Dogodek v šoli.

Bolna profesorica,
Še bolj bolna pred tablo!
Ves razred je bolan.
Od sveta, števil,
Ljudi, ravnil…
Bolan od sveta, kjer smo točke, pika.
Ne ljudje, le intelektualna dika.

Rdeče oko,
Solza rdeča,
Nikogar,
Ki podal bi roko.
Kje je sreča?

Solza preliva bol,
Ne vidi izhoda.
V srcu bije kot kol
Vsa nesvoboda.

In vse, vse se ustavi
In dalje na gre.
Sonce luno pogleda,
Iz kozmosa nastane kaos-zmeda!

Tako nepremična
V očeh tvojih izgubljena,
Znajdem se jaz
Kako gledam ti v obraz.

In lahko rečem leta,
Ne le trenutek,
Leta, sem zate spočeta!

Leta - kako dolgo.
Trenutek - tako kratek.
Leta - kako kratko!

Words sharp as knife
deep woonds they cut
pain must be your life
there is no but

kisses of steal
words they kill




Kakor britev grenka
Beseda zareže.
Bolečina je sladka,
Kakor ribičeve zlate mreže.

Poljub trd
Besedo ubije,
Čeprav je grd
Se solza ulije.

Piš ustnic me zbudi.
Pravi mi o ljubezni.
Kakor težki udi,
Ko predajam se bolezni.

Gledati mimo,
Priznati ne človeka,
Je kot če v zimo
Veter topel priveka.

Povzročiti bolečino
In ne znati tega,
Je natakati vino
In želeti zlega.

Ko se ti vse to vrne,
Se TI počutiš izdano.
Sedaj se mizica pogrne
In opravila si z mano.

Potrebna ni licemerska beda,
Vsak sam si jamo koplje.
To kazen je spregleda,
Hujša kakor v srce kopje.

Takrat stala ti bom ob strani
In ti jasno še ne bo,
Da najbolj srce rani,
Ko sprejmeš sovražnika roko.




To look away
Is worse as
Cold wind grey
When you pass

To cause the torturing pain
Unaware with just one breath
Is like leaving me in the rain
And wishing for my death

And when you get it all in return
You feel betrayed
Your suffer feels like a bloody burn
Your debts are payed

No need for hypocratic face
You digged your own hole
Do not wish to be in some other place
Till the end you must play your role

And then i will be by your side
And by then it won't be clear to you
How you have lost your pride
To let your enemy on your crew

V postelji rož
Prijetno dehteči
Vzela je nož
In odrekla se sreči…



In a bed dressed in flowers
Plesant was the smell
She gathered all her powers
And proceeded to hell…

Ljubi, ne ljubi,
Ljubi, ne ljubi,
Ti marjetka pove.
In takrat utihne srce.
Ljubi, ne ljubi.
Toda kaj se zgodi,
Ko cvetkov več ni?
Mar res ljubi, ne ljubi?
Ali so to le izgovori,
Da upajoče se srce pomiri?

V krsti ležim,
Sem blažena vsa,
Saj dobim od boga
Krila da poletim.

In naenkrat sem bela ptica,
Gledam ljudi,
Vidim te dragi
In otožna so moja lica.

Na nebo ozro se vsi:
»Glej, ptica bela,
Ki je sanje vzela,
Glej, gori leti!«

Ptica se skloni,
Krila razpne,
Dragega ogrne
In življenje začne.

Želim si nemoči
da vihar me stre.
Želim si pomoči,
da mi telo umre.
Misel umira
in naj le gre,
smrt pot si utira
-kje je?
Daj, pridi že!

Kdo me hoče danes uničiti?
Kdo mladi um mi vzeti?
Kaj ni to že dovolj?
Mar naj grem na poljane črnih polj?
Naj mine ta brezum!!!
Naj novo se rodi življenje!

Uničujem svet s solzami solne kisline
Oprostite mi-sem ponižna in preneham
Toda a nismo svet jaz in ti?
Mar nas vseh ne boli?
A zakaj »oprosti svet« pravim ti?

In sama, sama deklica tava
Pride do reke in zjoče se v njo
Reka stara
Vsake kaplje hvaležna vpraša deklico kaj si želi
Želim si biti kot ti, svobodna in srečna vse dni
Reka milostljiva vzame belo telo
In deklica odplava z njo

Jaz mali delček bistva
Ne zahtevam nič za sebe, le odrešitev!
In, čeprav sem le pljunek stvarstva,
Naj uslišana bo moja molitev.
Drugi naj živijo,
kakor želijo
-meni le srečo!


I, a little part of what makes the world go oround,
Don't ask anything for myself -only the redemption,
And although i am only a spit of humankind,
May granted be my pray,
Let the others stay,
To me only what my heart desires!

Let's see how honest you can get. I'll publish some of my crap here, I say crap because I really can't call it poetry. We'll see if you'll admitt that at least some of them are total junk. Looking forwards in seeing your comments.
And yeah don't get confused my non-slovene friends I'll post some in slovene because tey are way better.

OK today I established that I'm really bad with computers because I don't think I can get this damn blog thing to work.
So anyway this is like the most awful thing to write on a public place for the first time but I don't care.
FUCK IT
I have nothing to say this is all just bullshit