huricane

i almost feel like i shouldn’t
be alone
i almost feel like an eye
of the storm
searching for a place
to calm down and stay

come along with me
before
the autumn leaves fall
enjoy
the colors from above
transitions of gray

tide

I knew...
Somehow...
That I had to stay alive.
Somehow.
I had to keep breathing.
Even though there was no reason to hope.
And all my logic said that I will never see this place again.
So that’s what I did.
I stayed alive.
I kept breathing.
And then one day that logic was proven all wrong.
Because the tide...
Came in, and gave me a sail.
And now, here I am.
I’m back...
In Memphis, talking to you.
I have ice in my glass.
And I've lost her all over again
I’m so sad that I don't have Kelly.
But I'm so grateful that she was with me on that island.
And I know what I have to do now.
I gotta keep breathing.
Because tomorrow, the sun will rise.
Who knows what the tide could bring?

Tom Hanks, Castaway

alone

what i do know
seams not what i truly care for
its just a lure to keep you near
ahead of fear from alone

i left my love in the big city
my little flower tulipan
it might take another lifetime
to forgive me what i've done

i must take my journey east
to the land of the samurai
to ocupy my mind and soul
ahead of fear from alone

*this i wrote back in april, few days before i rejected the job offer in japan

feel like

feel like a jew in germany
feel like rage in insanity
sorry i couldn't call you mother
they've been bombing our country

feel like crying out loud
feel like a hunger strike
feel like stop the war or
i'll commit suicide

this is the saddest i could be for free

*this is something i wrote during the nato bombing of serbia and montenegro few years ago...

vuk samotnjak

iz karantina u karantin
iz ljubavi u mrznju
napred nazad
kroz plac i smeh
glupo i nesmotreno
vredjam i cinim srecnim
lomim se i starim jak
vuk samotnjak

stari mlin

ti
koja si bez kuce
bez krova
bez glave
hladno klices
sa tri prsta dises
i tako ponovo
iz dana u dan
jutrom se budis
nasmejana
sama
bericetna i spremna
da pogledas zivot u oci
i okrenes se jos jednom
u vodi ledenoj
i ljutoj

32

walking down
the streets of my hometown
old faces i remember
looks i cannot forget
in an instance
i became a man
brave and strong
as the river after storm

ćud

kraj puta nikad neću naći
na kraju puta je samo moja ćud
moja ćud je nepredvidiva
kao i kraj mog puta

uvek nadjem svoje mesto
prilagodim se vrlo lako
to je mapa moje ćudi
hrana za moj um

kilimanjaro

take me far
away from thoughts
distance I thought
would make it clear

cut my legs off
my arms too
take me on a trip
never let me sleep

we'll dance tango
at the delta okavango
and see the snows of
kilimanjaro

monster blue

blue monster save me
i'd like to be free
i love you boucoup
kao boku kotorsku

some things you see
only when too late
when the colors change
blue monster rage