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08.07.2021

Elementary

Elementary like a kiss in a fable.
Elementary like sleep on a Sunday.
Elementary like a free swing.
Elementary like a ball that rolls.
 
A man is sitting with a shadow by his side.
He is watching the entrance of this labyrinth.
He's got the future pursuing him.
The past is there ahead
but he, he stays there
with his head on the wheel
and one foot on the breaks.
At the junction between nothingness
and one less life.
But a light hand
sweetly grazes his face.
And suddenly, everything is
 
Elementary like a kiss in a fable.
Elementary like sleep on a Sunday.
Elementary like a free swing.
Elementary like a ball that rolls.
 
A man walks along a precipice,
he seems indifferent and doesn't look down
with that feeling
of being immortal,
of someone who's lost everything.
Then he sees that room
at the end of the hallway.
The one where everything darkens
when you enter.
Then he holds the doorknob.
He breathes, closes his eyes.
He opens the door and everything is there.
 
Elementary like a kiss in a fable.
Elementary like sleep on a Sunday.
Elementary like a free swing.
Elementary like a ball that rolls.
 
08.07.2021

Independent

Independent,
I want to be independent
and to be forever the lover of everything.
I want to be independent.
There is nothing more important
because only when being independent one exists.
 
The boyfriend trapped
in the duties and amenities of a relationship
is afraid of having forgotten
his freedom.
 
The way the musician courted
by mermaids and the traps of the industry
wants to protect his art from the market,
his quality.
 
And it repeats itself.
 
Independent,
I want to be independent
and to be forever the lover of everything.
I want to be independent.
There is nothing more important
because only when being independent one exists,
one resists.
 
The son tired of his parents,
of the interventions in his life,
needs to find his own path,
his own happiness
 
Like the politician who strongly
vindicates the traditions of his region
and, in the autonomy of the central government
his own identity.
 
Everyone repeats.
 
Independent,
we want to be independent
and to be forever the lovers of everything.
We want to be independent.
There is nothing more important
because only when being independent one exists,
one resists.
 
But who is really independent?
Do you want to be independent?
Are they happy later, those who are independent of everything?
 
(Independent...)
Of oxygen, of money.
 
(Independent...)
Of a friend's advice.
 
(Independent...)
Of a shortcut home.
Of the woman one marries.
 
26.11.2020

Hair

Me, without hair,
am a page with no grid.
A perfume with no bottle.
A door closed without a handle.
A marble with no track.
A fisherman without his best bait.
Don Giovanni without a fling.
Me, without you, a sceptre with no king.
 
I don't want to apologise anymore
if on my head I keep wearing this type of Medusa
or forest... it's not only a sign of protest.
But it's a shelter for insects,
a nest for the birds
who love each other calmy between my thoughts and the sky.
It is the part of me that looks more like me.
 
I always live next to my hair.
Oh, I always live next to my hair.
I always live next to my hair.
Oh, I always live next to my hair.
 
I haven't come here on a motorcycle.
I didn't comb with bombs in my hand.
I didn't plug my fingers in a socket.
I didn't wash with bleach.
I'm one of those who wear
their hair long by choice,
and who don't use any tricks,
you take your wigs off.
 
I always live next to my hair... in the world,
I always live next to my hair.
I always live next to my hair... in the world,
I always live next to my hair.
 
(In the world...)
 
You, without jewellery,
are a page with no grid.
A perfume with no bottle.
A door closed without a handle.
A marble with no track.
A fisherman without his best bait.
Don Giovanni without a fling.
You, without me, a sceptre with no king.
 
(You always live next to your jewellery...)
A sceptre with no king.
(I always live next to my hair...)
A sceptre with no king.
(You always live next to your jewellery...)
A sceptre with no king.
(I always live next to my hair...)
 
But when I lose my sense and I feel like nothing,
I ask my hair to confirm my existence
and represent something for others,
something unique, alive, true and honest.
Despite this unfortunate increase of pride,
every day I live, I try
to be a man and not a bush.
 
(I always live next to my hair...)
In the world.
(I always live next to my hair...)
(You always live next to your jewellery...)
(I always live next to my hair...)
 
24.11.2020

It Is, It Is Not

It is a rebellious passion.
A good feeling.
The glance and the idea
that never rests.
It is the life that goes on.
It is the cure of time.
The biggest possibility.
 
It is neither a bet nor revenge.
It is not the stance of those who never doubt.
It is not a victory, the applause of the world.
Of what happens, the deep sense.
 
The string of a kite,
a subtle balance.
It is not the 'what' but the 'how'
between the beginning and the end.
It is neither of many nor of few.
It's only of some.
A conquest, a necessity.
 
It is neither a mission neither a game.
It is not 'What do you care?', it is not 'Makes no difference'.
It is not convincing oneself that everything goes.
Becoming old while changing channels.
 
Listen and pay attention.
Getting drunk on love
is a fixation
and the trade I choose.
And the ink clung
to the paper on which I write
makes me worthier
and is what I live for.
 
It is not a victory, the applause of the world.
Of what happens, the deep sense.
 
It is not, it is not, it is not, it is not, it is no, it is no.
 
23.11.2020

The Antique Shop

One can't look for an antique
shop in the great avenue.
Every purchase has its proper place
and there are some shops which are hard to find in the guide.
 
It is rare to find something special
in the shop windows of a central street.
There's a place for each thing,
although the one for wonder
is harder to discover.
The treasure is hidden under the rainbow,
'cause finding it hidden
inside your own house, though pleasant, doesn't happen.
 
One can't look for an antique
shop in the great avenue.
Every purchase has its proper place
and there are some shops which are hard to find in the guide.
 
How can one wait for the shadow in the desert
or be shocked about not finding any in the open sea.
Before leaving, we should know
if all we covet is truly that necessary for us.
So I propose, so as not to create more confusion,
that those under fifty years old
turn their televisions off right now.
 
One can't enter a shop
and then complain about whatever the price is.
If life is an open bidding
even dreams will be on sale.
 
But the days by your side,
the looks I've looked at,
the words I write,
I haven't bought those.
I've found each one
unhurriedly looking for them
'cause you've already got silver
and gold is what you wait for.
Gold is what you wait for.
 
23.11.2020

To Put Wings On

A house of glass next to the river
or behind a spyglass at night.
Kneeling inside a confessional
or panting under the woman you love.
 
There's no better place for dreaming.
A dream is just another way of seeing.
There's no unconquerable land.
There's no better place for dreaming.
 
This way, we want elephants who put wings on.
And we want parliaments who put wings on.
And we want commanders who put wings on.
It's not too late.
We're not that old yet.
 
A school and an electoral booth.
A ballot in hand before voting.
Before a judge at a court
or escaping on a boat in the middle of the sea.
 
There's no better place for dreaming.
A dream is just another way of seeing.
There's no unconquerable land.
There's no better place for dreaming.
 
And this way, we want teachers who put wings on
as well as students who put wings on.
And we want priests who put wings on.
It's not too late.
We're not that old yet
 
To want to see elephants puttings wings on.
And to want to see rulers putting wings on.
To invite everyone to put wings on.
Wings... wings.
 
03.11.2020

Me

Will not the ego be the only true enemy of this universe?
Will not this small pronoun certainly be the centre of every speech?
 
Will not the ego be the only true enemy of this universe?
Will not this small pronoun certainly be the centre of every speech?
No, no, no, no, no.
 
Me who wakes up early in the morning.
Me who works always all day long.
I am the one who is in my shoes.
I am the one who pays the damages every time.
I only suffer, I am only tired.
I'm only trying to calm your torment down.
Me who has never been understood by his mother.
Me who has never estimated my father.
But me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me.
 
Will not the ego be the only true enemy of this universe?
Will not this small pronoun certainly be the centre of every speech?
 
Will not the ego be the only true enemy of this universe?
Will not this small pronoun certainly be the centre of every speech?
 
You don't understand my situation.
You don't respect my condition.
You don't make an effort, you don't motivate me.
You never keep me company in any of my journeys.
I never feel satisfied.
I never feel realised.
I'm always ready to forgive.
I'm always read to give up.
But me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me, me.
 
Will not the ego be the only true enemy of this universe?
Will not this small pronoun certainly be the centre of every speech?
 
Will not the ego be the only true enemy of this universe?
Will not this small pronoun certainly be the centre of every speech?
No, no, no, no, no.
 
No, it is not my profession
to try to be like God
no matter how beautiful the idea is.
Yes, it's called egomania,
the new disease
of this society of the 'me'.
 
14.04.2019

Inside

You have your obsession inside
You have your cure inside
You have rain inside the sun
You have rust and flips
 
Every wisdom, as every crowd
Its joy and its nostalgia
Those words you never find
As the ones you can't forget
 
Everything is inside
Everything you have
Everything you know
Is inside
 
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15.12.2018

Hajde da se pretvaramo

Hajde da se pretvaramo da sam ja kralj
 
da je ovo mač i ti si vojnik.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da sam zaspao
 
I kada se probudim sve je prošlo.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da sam se sakrio
 
i ti polaziš da me tražiš
 
i ako me ne pronađeš ti ne odustaješ
 
jer je možda samo to
 
da si me tražila na pogrešnom mestu.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da nisam uplašen
 
kada dođe kraj, pre ili kasnije se desi.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da onaj ko je uspeo...
 
to je i zaslužio.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da sam heroj
 
i da mogu da letim i pobedim zlo.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da si ti drugačiji
 
i da uprkos tome ne želim da te ubijem.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da mogu da pucnem prstom
 
i začas nestanem
 
i kada mi se ono što sam imao ranije ne sviđa i nije ispravno ili mi se jednostavno gadi.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da sam se vratio kući večeras
 
i ti si još uvek na našem plavom kauču.
 
Hajde da se pretvaramo da se onda zagrlimo
 
i ne puštamo se... nikada više!
 
04.10.2017

Become Invent

It was a interstellar journey,
to the center of life,
up to evil that hurts,
the most obstinate search
of that existential good
which is to try to please
and to be able to make it on time.
 
I have been careful,
I tried to be careful.
 
Become invent, years go by
I close my eyes and take my breath
because my shoulders burn
for all the fires that
I turned on and then
and then forgot
which was not to warm up
but to get a light
to point to the horizon
to have desires
clearly written in front
Oh dear, they are twenty years
I was distracted and they went.
 
But the balance sheets and the scales leave them as well
to the nutritionists and the pages of the Sun.
Do not measure me,
do not count me.
I am an opinion,
are an unreal number.
My capital is only worth a thousand sails,
just a little wind and I take all the sea.
And to wreck.
 
But it was a interstellar journey,
to the center of life,
up to evil that hurts,
the most obstinate search
of that existential good
which is to try to please
and to be able to make it on time.
 
I have been careful,
I tried to be careful.
 
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
Make your life look like yours wishes
and remember to be honest.
 
Thanks a lot for your attention!

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