Alex

Alex
You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....

Friday, 25 November 2016

Soñare con tus ojos porque, quiero estar cerca de ti siempre....

Pasaras por mi vida sin saber que pasaste.
Pasaras en silencio por mi amor, y al pasar,
fingire una sonrisa, como un dulce contraste
del dolor de quererte, y jamas lo sabrás.

Soñare con el nacar virginal de tu frente;
soñare con tus ojos de esmeraldas de mar;
soñare con tus labios desesperadamente;
soñare con tus besos, y jamás lo sabrás.
Quizas pases con otro que te diga al oido
esas frases que nadie como yo te dirá;
y ahogando para siempre mi amor inadvertido,
te amare más que nunca y jamás lo sabrás.

Yo te amare en silencio, como algo inaccesible, 
como un sueño que nunca lograré realizar;
y el lejano perfume de mi amor imposible
rozará tus cabellos, y jamás lo sabrás.
Y si un día una lágrima denuncia mi tormento,
el tormento infinito que te debo ocultar,
te diré sonriente: "No es nada, ha sido el viento".
Me enjugaré la lágrima ... ¡y jamás lo sabrás!

Tuesday, 22 November 2016

Hvala svima.....

Hvala svima koji su me lagali - pokazali su mi vrednost istine.
Hvala svima koji nisu verovali u mene - dali su mi snagu kojom mogu i planine da pomerim.
Hvala svima koji su me izneverili i moja osećanja zloupotrebili - učinili su da se probudim.
Hvala svima koji su me povredili - naučili su me da pobedim bol.
Hvala svima koji su me iskoristili i prevarili - naučili su me da ostanem hladna.
Hvala svima koji su me zaboravili - naučili su me da u samoći nađem snagu.
Hvala svima koji su me povredili - pokazali su mi moje jake strane, moju izdržljivost.
Hvala svima koji su ismevali moje ciljeve - učinili su me još ambicioznijom.
Hvala svima koji su izneverili moje poverenje - učinili su me opreznijom.
Hvala svima koji su sebe nazivali prijateljima i koji to nisu bili - pokazali su mi šta jedan prijatelj nikada ne bi trebao učiniti.

Za mene postoje samo putovanja stazama koje imaju srce, bilo kojom stazom koja ima srce. Njima putujem i jedini vredni izazov je da ih prođem čitavom njihovom dužinom* :))

Jednom, pri kraju života, neminovno ću se naći tamo odakle sam krenula i uvideću da nisam  sve vreme neumorno lutala svetom, već je svet živeo u meni kao što trava raste na kamenu.
Rekoh sebi između dva koraka na prašnjavoj stazi - Sve što upravo proživljavaš samo je jedna od milion mogućih staza kojima putuješ.
Kada me mišljenja i postupci drugih ne mogu dosegnuti, više neću biti žrtva bespotrebnih patnji. Nadati se uprkos svakoj nadi  je visoka mudrost koju je do sada dostigla samo ljubav. Dođe trenutak u čoveku kada zastane i sam sebe pogleda, izdahne iz sebe teret uzaludne nade. Zato ovaj osmeh dugujem Tebi.
I nije bitno da'l ću pronaci obalu, nije meni bitan cilj...nego putovanje.
Neću ni puziti, ni leteti...samo mirno ploviti.
Znala sam da Ti se ne mogu približiti, kao što se ni Sunce ne približava Mesecu.
Nas dvoje smo  dragi "moj", Sunce i Mesec,  more i kopno....

Friday, 11 November 2016

How can I begin anything new with all of yesterday in me?


My heart sings of your longing for me, and my thoughts climb down to marvel at your mercy. I don't fear as you gather up my days. Your name is the sweetness of time, and you carry me close into the night...
You tell me that silence is nearer to peace than poems but if for my gift
I brought you silence (for I know silence) you would say - This is not silence
this is another poem and you would hand it back to me ;))
If you want a lover I'll do anything you ask.
If you want a different kind of love I'll wear a mask.
If you want to strike me down in anger here I stand.
If you want a partner in life take my hand :))
I loved you when you opened like a lily to the heat; you see I’m just another snowman standing in the rain and sleet who loved you with his frozen love, his second hand physique, with all he is and all he was a thousand kisses deep.....
THE LEGEND NEVER DIES
What is a saint? A saint is someone who has achieved  the energy of love
Leonard Cohen
In memoriam

Thursday, 10 November 2016

Da li je važnije kako To reći ili kako prećutati?

Ponekad osetim kako mi nedostaje tvoj glas
Tvoj smeh koji me prati misteriozno sa okolnih brda i planina, poput dimnog signala koji najavljuje topot Indijanaca ;))
Hoću da te zamolim, preleti beskonačnost
i pobedi vreme i maštu, ali nikad ne zaboravi
kako se korača po zemlji :))
Izaći ću ispod neba, i tamo gde je najniže, 
gde dodiruje ljude, ovlažiti osmehom kažiprst,
"zamočiću" ga u poljubac i njime ostavi otisak na usni vasione, a ti udahni duboko, jer smisao reči meri se veštinom prećutkivanja, lepotom neizgovorenog. Suština kazivanja samo je tišina onog najglasnijeg u nama 
jedina prava večnost... ;))



To me, the smell of fresh-made coffee is one of the greatest inventions. A mathematician is a device for turning coffee into theorems :))

I like to sit down, relax, have a cup of coffee and read a book.
Coffe is the most important secondary thing in our life. It would appear everything else we can do without save for coffee. Having nothing else to offer our guests, we will scrape the last remnants of coffee from the grinder... :))
I can say for myself that I've tasted almost every type of coffee in the world.
On the Balkan coffee is past and future.That is probably the only nation in the world that predict  fateful events by reading the "patterns" from an overturned coffee cup. In the cup's black-and-white "patterns" made by coffee grounds, one can read destined travels abroad, our life tears and joys...
Thanks for the coffee! ;))

Sunday, 6 November 2016

Some people were born to face life alone, and this is neither good nor bad, it is simply life

I'm not a body with a soul, I'm a soul that has a visible part called the body. My heart  is very much like the sea, it has its storms, it has its tides and in its depths it has its pearls too ;)))