tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-265797222011-04-21T15:03:28.899-07:00sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.comBlogger841100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1170584116961496342007-02-04T01:50:00.002-08:002007-02-04T02:15:16.963-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/608531/ww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/442719/ww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">cuti...nista ne zbori...u ocima joj neizrecivo...<br />neka cuti..dragi Boze neka cuti...neka samo cuti<br />i tisina na usnama joj je ostra kao secivo<br />pogled joj nista dobro ne sluti...<br /><br />gleda ...ko zna gde ...al'uporno gleda...<br />hladnim pogledom punim jada i jeda<br />u ocima joj se tope sante leda<br />al suzama niz lice ona neda<br /><br />kako da je nazovem-da li ime pravo postoji<br />za nekoga cije je srce bola crna rupa<br />kojim imenom da se zovu heroji<br />koji znaju koliko je jedna suza skupa<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-117058411696149634?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1170584071904733612007-02-04T01:50:00.001-08:002007-02-04T02:14:31.906-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/608531/ww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/442719/ww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">cuti...nista ne zbori...u ocima joj neizrecivo...<br />neka cuti..dragi Boze neka cuti...neka samo cuti<br />i tisina na usnama joj je ostra kao secivo<br />pogled joj nista dobro ne sluti...<br /><br />gleda ...ko zna gde ...al'uporno gleda...<br />hladnim pogledom punim jada i jeda<br />u ocima joj se tope sante leda<br />al suzama niz lice ona neda<br /><br />kako da je nazovem-da li ime pravo postoji<br />za nekoga cije je srce bola crna rupa<br />kojim imenom da se zovu heroji<br />koji znaju koliko je jedna suza skupa<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-117058407190473361?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1170583967734913552007-02-04T01:50:00.000-08:002007-02-04T02:12:48.670-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/608531/ww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/442719/ww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />cuti...nista ne zbori...u ocima joj neizrecivo...<br />neka cuti..dragi Boze neka cuti...neka samo cuti<br />i tisina na usnama joj je ostra kao secivo<br />pogled joj nista dobro ne sluti...<br /><br />gleda ...ko zna gde ...al'uporno gleda...<br />hladnim pogledom punim jada i jeda<br />u ocima joj se tope sante leda<br />al suzama niz lice ona neda<br /><br />kako da je nazovem-da li ime pravo postoji<br />za nekoga cije je srce bola crna rupa<br />kojim imenom da se zovu heroji<br />koji znaju koliko je jedna suza skupa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-117058396773491355?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1170582572153518732007-02-04T01:38:00.000-08:002007-02-04T01:49:32.163-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/201569/250px-Patty_Hearst.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/366436/250px-Patty_Hearst.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />izlazimo sunce i ja<br />nad vrbasom i u parku nase dete<br />senka koju gazi cela carsija<br />ljudi bre-kako mozete<br /><br />umorni kad na pocinak krenu<br />sunce i moja senka jedina<br />u meni se iznenada prenu<br />beskrajna polja zvezdina<br /><br />i u tom beskrajnom roju<br />ja gledam samo tvoju<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-117058257215351873?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1168529968364508292007-01-11T07:34:00.000-08:002007-01-11T07:39:28.376-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/387483/1104%20%20Irish%20%20Cottage.%20%20%20%20%20%20Co%20Kilkenny..jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/792319/1104%2520%2520Irish%2520%2520Cottage.%2520%2520%2520%2520%2520%2520Co%2520Kilkenny..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">JA NISAM TAMO NEKI PRIDEV</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">ILI PRILOG</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">NITI PREDLOG </span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">PRAZNA CINJENICA</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">NEKA APSTRAKTNA IMENICA</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">NITI CAK RECENICA</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">MISAO UZVISENA -POTPUNA</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">JA SAM PRELAZNI GLAGOL</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">TI SI MOJA DOPUNA</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">IAKO MI JE PRAVO ZNACENJE </span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">MOCI</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">SMETI</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">U NEODREDJENOJ FORMI</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">BUDUCI SAM MALO NEPRAVILAN</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">SE ZOVEM</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">VOLETI</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116852996836450829?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1168529310611425792007-01-11T07:14:00.000-08:002007-01-11T07:28:30.620-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/637443/1104%20%20Irish%20%20Cottage.%20%20%20%20%20%20Co%20Kilkenny..jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/841204/1104%2520%2520Irish%2520%2520Cottage.%2520%2520%2520%2520%2520%2520Co%2520Kilkenny..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">ja nisam tamo neki pridev<br />.niti prilog<br />il neki predlog<br />prazna cinjenica<br />apsraktna il konkretna imenica<br />nisam cak recenica<br />misao uzvisena potpuna<br />ja sam prelazni glagol<br />ti si moja dopuna<br /><br />moje pravo znacenje je moci i smeti<br />iako se u neodredjenom obliku<br />zovem<br />VOLETI </span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116852931061142579?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1168528289045120762007-01-11T06:59:00.000-08:002007-01-11T07:11:29.060-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/782669/Debutantes10.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/659350/Debutantes10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">SECAM SE JOS UVEK ONOG TRENA</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">VECNO CU SECATI ONE SEKUNDE</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">KAD SI DEVOJCICE POSTALA ZENA</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">SECAM SE NOKAUTA IZ POSLEDNJE RUNDE</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">zelim ti svu ovog sveta srecu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">sad pusti me i svojim putem kreni</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">voleh jednom vise nikad necu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">ne zelim nikom ono sto je u meni</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">DANI PROLAZE CURI PESAK KLEPSIDRI</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">SVE PRED SOBOM ONI TIHO MELJU</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">KAD SE BROD MOG ZIVOTA USIDRI</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">PRECUTACU I BOGU POSLEDNJU ZELJU</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">zelim ti svu ovog sveta srecu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">sad pusti me i svojim putem kreni</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">voleh jednom vise nikad necu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">ne zelim nikom ono sto je u meni</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">VOLEO BIH DA SI DEO PROSLOSTI</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">DA IZMEDJU NAS POSTOJI NEKA MEDJA</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">NEK MI SVEVISNJI BOG OPROSTI</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">AKO TE MOJA LJUBAV VREDJA</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">zelim ti svu ovog sveta srecu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">sad pusti me i svojim putem kreni</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">voleh jednom vise nikad necu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">ne zelim nikom ono sto je u meni</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116852828904512076?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1168527538046540822007-01-11T06:52:00.000-08:002007-01-11T06:58:58.056-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/787086/Debutantes12.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/109956/Debutantes12.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">ah kako bismo da vidimo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">tvoju drugu stranu</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">ja i moj strah sap(a-u)tnik</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">sto je u meni od tebe draga ANU</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">dolazim tebi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">hvatan prvi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">SPUTNJIK</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116852753804654082?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1167910271313931812007-01-04T03:26:00.000-08:002007-01-04T03:31:11.330-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/366437/tour2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/446001/tour2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;">bila je nedelja ,dan do ponedeljka<br />dan nove godine i veselja<br />kad je rodjena moja majka nedeljka<br /><br />bio je i dan kada nisu niz lice htele<br />proklete suze valjda nisu smele<br />k'o da mi je u oko gurnut prst<br />kad videh majcino ime nabijeno na krst<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116791027131393181?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165756625333734372006-12-10T04:55:00.000-08:002006-12-10T05:17:05.346-08:00<span style="color:#33ff33;">cekaj da se setim</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">ah da mile kitic</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">sampanjac</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">il ne</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">seka aleksic</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">svidja mi se tvoja nafta jeste</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">iskoristicu tvoje mane</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">uzecemo kolko nam treba </span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">vama sta ostane</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">eeeehhhhhhhh?</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">jel vam se svida moj hitic?</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">a sada spektakl</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">D.J</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">K R M A C A</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">CELI NJUJORK SMRKA</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">STO SE MENI DRKA</span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/329999/bush%20funny.jpg"><span style="color:#33ff33;"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/81248/bush%2520funny.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116575662533373437?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165753724737726512006-12-10T04:26:00.000-08:002006-12-10T04:28:44.746-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/144477/th-2v.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/94172/th-2v.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">cika <strong><em>veljo</em></strong> da bonu? </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">il cipiripi?</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;">'oces cipiripi?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116575372473772651?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165752770881912262006-12-10T04:10:00.000-08:002006-12-10T04:12:50.890-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/861574/20208.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/455/20208.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#009900;">INDIJA<br /></span><span style="color:#990000;">DO TOKIA<br /></span><span style="color:#006600;">ZA OVO SE ZIVI<br /></span><span style="color:#009900;">ZA OVO SE MRE</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">IDEMO DO TOKIA<br />IDEMO BRE!!!!!!! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116575277088191226?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165751932698083892006-12-10T03:48:00.000-08:002006-12-10T03:58:53.080-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/16974/timecover.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/600480/timecover.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">qwerty<br />uiopasd<br /></span><span style="color:#6633ff;">fghjkl<br />zxcvbnm<br />mnbvcxz<br /></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">lkjhgfdsa<br />poiuytrewq<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">...i ja tebi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<br />i necu se vise sa tobom igrati!!!!!!!!!!!!!! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116575193269808389?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165750936993313542006-12-10T03:33:00.000-08:002006-12-10T03:42:16.993-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/766002/Gods.gif"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/618355/Gods.png" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">samo sam na trenutak bio u vecnosti<br />nista slicno stenama il vazduhu il tecnosti<br />nista slicno cvrstom tlu sva cula tu zaneme<br />tu je mrtvo cak i vreme<br />ne postoji juce ,pre ili sada<br />juce -zuto secanje<br />sutra-purpurna nada<br />u nekom uglu svetlosti stog<br />cista ljubav<br />GOSPOD BOG </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116575093699331354?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165750090551346612006-12-10T03:00:00.000-08:002006-12-10T03:28:10.563-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/388493/red.with.yellowiiii.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/682892/red.with.yellowiiii.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">mrklina u sebi plamti</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">vatra u daljini mrci</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">kopni,isparava dusa</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">napusta otudjene grudi</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">noc koja se pamti</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">od koje se srce grci</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">od koje se ludi</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116575009055134661?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165748336368466932006-12-10T02:48:00.000-08:002006-12-10T02:58:56.513-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/777768/images.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/514051/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#6600cc;">jutrom kad se probude tvoja siroka polja<br />kad zatrepere tvoje sume<br />osetim sta je njegova volja<br />i sta sveimucstvo njegovo ume<br /><br />danju kad sve ko u kosnici vri<br />i kad tvoja nedra od snage kipte<br />osecam svako zrno sto zri<br />gledajuci u tvoje reke ciste<br /><br />noc kad utones u jos jedan san<br />kad posljednje zrake sunca zapadu jezde<br />izgovorim molitvu i za teebee za sledeci dan<br />da uz tebe uvek budu zvezde </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116574833636846693?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165747616788487562006-12-10T02:36:00.000-08:002006-12-10T02:46:56.796-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/670961/44022802-1c5d-01800200-.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/629975/44022802-1c5d-01800200-.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">u proslim zivotima bejah i zena henrija osmog<br />mislim da bejah po redu druga<br />koja iz nekog razloga za njega mislise da je bog<br />ah koji jad ah koja blesaca ah koja tuga<br /><br />onda vekovima bejah koren vrbin<br />kraj reke ciji tok nece da umine<br />pa se eto rodih kao srbin<br />na obalama krivudave ukrine<br /><br />jednoga dana u to sam ubedjen<br />bicu u arktickom ledu zaledjen<br />taj led ce se jednom otopit<br />i ja cu oblik kapljice dobit<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116574761678848756?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165746311628938502006-12-10T02:17:00.000-08:002006-12-10T02:25:11.640-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/321756/klepsidra.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/496934/klepsidra.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ffff66;">dok godine puze a dani lete<br />i vreme iz klepsidre neumitno curi<br />ja se cesto setim kada bejah dete<br />koje stazama detinjim bezglavo juri<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">kada smo bezali od nene i keve<br />gazeci gredice salate i mrkve<br />da bi iza dzamije igrali seve<br />i zmurke iza crkve<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">kada davasmo poleta nasoj masti<br />kod teta matilde u njenoj basti<br />kad smo se igrali mama i tata<br />partizana i svaba,decijeg rata<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">kad nismo znali sta su haos i smutnja<br />ni sta znaci recita majcina sutnja<br />kad je gravitacija bila samo slutnja<br />kad nismo znali za ser isaka njutna<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116574631162893850?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165660384542757192006-12-09T02:23:00.000-08:002006-12-09T02:33:04.553-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/345377/Flowr19.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/470216/Flowr19.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff99ff;"><strong><em>da si mi rekla idi<br />otisao bih bez objasnjenja<br />kao vetar do moskve<br />ali ti si cutala ,samo cutala<br />poput zalutale preplasene srne<br /><br />u ocima dusa ti se vidi<br />najvise od svih ljudskih znamenja<br />ta dva oka te dve smokve<br />kojima bi moja ceznja lutala<br />dok telo ne pocne da trne<br /></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116566038454275719?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165589285996304042006-12-08T06:41:00.000-08:002006-12-08T06:48:06.010-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/787145/caligari214.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/320/717185/caligari214.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">jutros osmog decembra<br />moja senka miluje si rebra<br />i zavitlava me na nacin najkvarniji<br />'tvoja sam sen ali od tebe sam stvarniji '<br /><br />iznerviran prema zidu podjoh<br />svojoj senci u zagrljaj dodjoh<br />kad osetih njen strasni dah<br />celo telo ispuni mi strah<br /><br />nisu vise sto su bile sene<br />ova moja nije deo mene<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116558928599630404?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1165165230648990892006-12-03T08:48:00.000-08:002006-12-03T09:00:30.666-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/1600/223095/untitledee.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4815/2783/200/435486/untitledee.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>kroz maglu se pomaljaju seni</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>necega sto nekad bese sreca</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>jos se nije ugasila u meni</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>tiho gori za zivo sveca</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>imas srca ,imas duse</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>zasto places moje milo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>tvoje snove kazes ruse</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>i sve sto bi lepo bilo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>misle da ti dobro cine</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>i u tome jeste draz</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>na korak do istine</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>ljudima je draza laz</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>skupljaj svoje sestre suze</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>secanje nek ti nada bude</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>bog dade ,bog uze</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>visi tvorci tako sude</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>sanjam nasu decu gaze jesenje lisce</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>osecam tvoje telo kako moje stisce</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>bila si moja crkva moj hram</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong>bejah spreman sve da ti dam</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6666;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>stara pesma lepo peva</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>to neka ti bude znak</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>na kraju svih krajeva</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>uvek novi je pocetak</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>uvek ima puta ima nacin</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"><strong>daj boze AMIN</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116516523064899089?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1164907193092535762006-11-30T09:11:00.000-08:002006-11-30T09:19:53.106-08:00veceras zracis neobicnom svetloscu<br />onom koja obasjane vraca u zivot<br />zelim da kod odemo na onu stranu<br />kraj tvoga bude moj civot<br /><br />mirises ko cvet tek ubrani<br />putevi do tvog srca trnoviti uzani<br /><br />veceras si lepa ko bog<br />svi te gledaju al te samo oni vide<br /><br />koji razlikuju dobro od zlog<br />i koji se cednosti ne stide<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-116490719309253576?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1159259679730139392006-09-26T01:32:00.000-07:002006-09-26T01:34:39.743-07:00<strong><span style="color:#ff9966;">potpisacu sa komsinicom ugovor o specijalnim</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9966;">i paralelenim vezama</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9966;">necu je ometati sa bravama i rezama</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9966;">veze ce vrlo specijalne biti kad se uspem od zene skriti</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9966;">i skoro pod vinkl paralelne kad god bude pored mene</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115925967973013939?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1159258289854538922006-09-26T01:03:00.000-07:002006-09-26T01:11:29.866-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/14t.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/14t.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">nesto si mi ubacila u vino</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">u to bogova i boema pice</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">pa se sad i otrovan osecam fino</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">neka topla magija mi prozima bice</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">sad i tvoje iz vina pijem lazi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">u svakoj kapi slutim tvoje drazi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">na casi ostao trag tvojih usana</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">sa poda mi se smeje casa slupana</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115925828985453892?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1158086759001553582006-09-12T11:35:00.000-07:002006-09-12T11:45:59.013-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/zvonce7.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/zvonce7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">kada pesnik pred tugom ucuti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">i reci u njemu izblede</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">to na dobro ne sluti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">i zla vremana slede</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">moli za nas gojko boziji rabe</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">nase reci gresne nebu lete dzabe</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">moli za nas da ciju nebesa</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">moli za nas trebamo cudesa</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">a patrijarh kad nas cuti pavle</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">strah moju dusu mori</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">osecam bolno hristove cavle</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">ne vidim danicu da se raduje zori</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">jednom u sabornoj u masi jerarha</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">osetih prisustvo gospoda boga</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">u telu naseg srpskog pecarha</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">kod zivih srba sveca jedinoga</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115808675900155358?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1157635270238184982006-09-07T06:13:00.000-07:002006-09-07T06:21:10.250-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/mikkel_guca_w280.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/mikkel_guca_w280.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">ko od majke rodjen<br />skacem u trube ritmu<br />ko samson po dalili<br />u svetome pismu<br /><br />pomalo blesav pomalo recit<br />volem gucu volem i exit<br /><br />mnogo bih ja voleo i vudstok<br />bese tamo mnogo sveta ludog<br /><br />dajte mi samo malo trave<br />od tog se dobre iluzije prave<br />nema nista ludje od bosanca<br />ispod malog chokanca<br /><br /><br /></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115763527023818498?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1157030313287583612006-08-31T06:06:00.000-07:002006-08-31T06:18:33.296-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitledw.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/untitledw.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">u pocetku bese mutna reka<br />ne nazirahu se najlepse scene<br />svega nepoznatog prva odlika<br />upoznato se seli u uspomene<br /><br />onda pocinje da se bistri<br />prvo se pomalja jutro<br />uziva sunce u jutarnjoj igri<br />prema jugu hita zustro<br /><br />nemalo ugledah je pokraj bora<br />na ples joj lici setnja<br />sve blestase jutro ,dusa i zora<br />da skrenem pogled da ne budem smetnja<br /><br />negde predvece dolazi suton<br />pokret rukom ucini nehajno<br />negde u meni odjeknu pluton<br />utonuh u tamno more ocajno<br /><br />kad bi se kroz platno moglo proci<br />u taj svet stvoren od boja<br />da li bi se ozvezdale noci<br />da li bi ona bila moja </span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115703031328758361?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1156954964249687552006-08-30T09:09:00.000-07:002006-08-30T09:22:44.270-07:00<em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">usla si u moju dusu</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">kao potok u nevinu reku</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">donela svezinu izvora u moju susu</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">kojom sada suze radosnice teku.</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">osvojila si srce moje</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">kao jutarnje sunce tminu</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">velika kola na nebu tebe radi stoje</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">pogled mi tvoj daje plemenitost i ostrinu</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">nisam most izmedj dve obale raspet</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">ja sam duga , saren ,izduzen i napet</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">ispred mene kise iza sunca zraci</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">zbog boginja kukavice postaju junaci</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">zasto joj glas u tisini cujem</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">i od praznih reci ovu pesmu kujem</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">cemu sva ova pitanja</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">japanu sutona srbiji svitanja</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">dugo mi je bicem pustosila tama</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">dusa kopnila u ranama</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">najskuplja rec mama</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;">iznenada mi zaigra na usnama</span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><br /><em><strong><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span></strong></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115695496424968755?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1156846965799431342006-08-29T03:20:00.000-07:002006-08-29T03:22:45.810-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/liv1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/liv1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/3.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/3.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">znaj da u tebi </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">lepote ima</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">na taji je</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">udeli je svima</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">u kamenu je ima </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">zarobljene</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">to mnogo boli</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">toliko ljubavi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">a ne moze reci </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">da voli</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115684696579943134?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154425946830590162006-08-01T02:43:00.000-07:002006-08-01T02:52:26.830-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/jastrebac.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/jastrebac.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">mnoge su sagorele zelje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">otisle u prah</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">preostale zivot melje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">mameci uzdah</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">nista ne osta sem strepnje i straha</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">nema vise lepote sevdaha</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115442594683059016?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154425370416171132006-08-01T02:33:00.000-07:002006-08-01T02:42:50.416-07:00<em><span style="color:#ff0000;">jutros sam video davida</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">u dzaku veli nema jazavca</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">rece mi onako rumen od stida</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">teko nesto paradajza i krastavca</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">ne kradu vise jazavci ko pre</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">a ima i malo slanine sarene</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">ove godine sve ranije zre</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">pa pogledo bog malo i mene</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">imam kajmaka imam i sira</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">a bogami i dosta jaja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">e jos da je dusi mira</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">eto meni moga raja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">ali nema mira za vlasi sede</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">nista nema prejasnji slad</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">ima svega bas da se jede</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">a ja opet osecam veliku glad</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115442537041617113?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154423392086614112006-08-01T01:41:00.000-07:002006-08-01T02:28:39.703-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/sebilj1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/sebilj1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/072splitfir.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/072splitfir.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">znam da sam te negde video</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">medju fontanama sebiljima i cesmama</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">negde osetio miris tvog tela</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">negde se tvoje dobrote i lepote postideo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">nisi li ti iz pesme nad pesmama</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">ili iz nekog od mojih predaka sela</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">znam da sam taj glas negde cuo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">bese li to slavuj grlica il seva</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">negde sam milovao te prste</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">il to bese gnev kad je sveti ilija osuo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">po nebesima po kojima seva</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">pa se moji seljani krste</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">negde sam osetio tvoju dusu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">negde na planine moje vrhu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">gde vetrovi uvek duvaju i pusu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">gde zbog lepote ne pitas za svrhu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">negde sam osetio da si samo moja</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">jednom kad sam ti od lisca zamislio kosu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">i kad sam grlio jelu i njene grane</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">cekajuci sunce...da svane...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">cekajuci tvoje suze...rosu</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">oduvek si u mojim snovima </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">progonjena </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">ime ti plamti od starina za moje si bake bila </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">ognjena</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">za mene si samo marina</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115442339208661411?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154421268654199852006-08-01T01:22:00.000-07:002006-08-01T01:34:28.700-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/love.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/love.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">nekim pesmama nije sudjeno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">da zapisane budu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">iako su cesto pevane</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">stalno leprsaju na usnama</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">kao reci za osudu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">balansiraju na peru uzalud snevane</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">nekim ljubavima nije sudjeno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">da budu prozivljene</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">iako su zvezdama dane</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">nekad vaseljena ne moze da primi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">sto u jedno ljudsko</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">srce stane</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">nekim je dusama usud</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">da presuse da ispucaju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">uprkos reci </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">moru suza</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">ponekad je uzalud</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">ne pomazu ni sveci</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;">niti jedna muza</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffffcc;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115442126865419985?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154265982968220112006-07-30T06:09:00.000-07:002006-07-30T06:26:23.156-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/red-yellow-green-trees-leaves.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/red-yellow-green-trees-leaves.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">amerika i rusija,amerika i rusija</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">ej da sam tamo rodjen ja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">u hladnoci sibira oko misisipija</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">na plantazama kikirikija</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">amerika franklina i rusija tolstoja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">da sam tamo rodjen ja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">kod race i doboja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">ne bi mi bila granica</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">amerika busovih i rusija putina</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">ej da sam tamo rodjen ja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">bili bi moja sudbina</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">iran il cecenija</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">ni amerika ni rusija</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">ni bosna ni srbija</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">nigde smiraj ne nalazi</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33cc00;">moja dusa slovenska</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115426598296822011?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154264844268524002006-07-30T05:52:00.000-07:002006-07-30T06:07:24.446-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Vrbas.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Vrbas.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">bezim od zege </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">koja mozak przi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">od neke stege</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">ko da je izdrzi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">ulazim u reku </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">da potrazim spas</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">vodu cudnu neku</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">zovu je vrbas</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">tamo bese i ona</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">bez misli nevine</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sparinu rekom tese</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">lep izdanak ceri evine</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">ona je tamo bila</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">plivala je samo ledjno</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">vodila je neka sila</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sa vodom je bila jedno</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">iznad vode joj behu samo grudi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">od njenog dodira i vrbas ludi</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">hladna voda mi se uz kozu vere</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">gresne misli pere</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">reka ova mnogo krije</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;">pogled na nju hladnu grije</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115426484426852400?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154263892044142812006-07-30T05:21:00.000-07:002006-07-30T05:51:32.176-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/dream.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/dream.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">razgrcem maglu krmelj sve sto smeta</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">teturam se a ne padam na vlastito cudjenje</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">lebdim na granici dva lazna sveta</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">boze zar je jedina stvarnost budjenje</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">kad tamo sam ovde je san</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">kad ovde je noc tamo je dan</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">kad ovde sam da li postoji tamo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">jel izvesno ista sto kao znamo</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">a onda opet kad krenem u sne</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">kao u nesto poznato i znano</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">ko da sve na trenutak stane</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">tamo gde se budim uvek je rano</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115426389204414281?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154114366551394382006-07-28T12:12:00.000-07:002006-07-28T12:28:39.173-07:00<strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">kod nase brace u ponizenju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">u srcu starog persijskog carstva</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">vreme smrti nije krace</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">tamo se desavaju nova varvarstva</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">u iranu je hiljadu tristo osamedeset peta</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">po kalelendaru islamskim ga zovu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">jos cetiri godine jos cetiri leta</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">opet nas ceka bitka na kosovu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">ima li ista sto slici hladu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">ima li barem vestacke sume</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">nesto sto bi ulilo nadu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">nekog ko bar malo razume</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">neko je negde tako odlucio</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">kazu ima ih tri stotine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">njihov bes se na nas srucio</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">pa patimo sve ove godine</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">ima li ista zeleno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">u pustinji</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">da pomislim da je oaza</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">da pobegnem sa nasih </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">gubilista</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">iz nasih </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">poraza<br /><br /></span></em></strong><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115411436655139438?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154113749606264332006-07-28T12:03:00.000-07:002006-07-28T12:09:09.630-07:00<strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">zamisli da si zedan u sred pustinje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">suzanj rob lisen slobode</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">da ti je dusa sinje more</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">osetices da se u tebi nesto uspinje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">kao za plime sto cine vode</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">ko iz mora sunce u osvit zore</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">casa vode u zarkoj sahari</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">dusa ko more puna delfina</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">sta je vrednije slobode</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ffff;">i pogleda sa galebovih visina</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115411374960626433?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154113208707940972006-07-28T11:52:00.000-07:002006-07-28T12:00:08.713-07:00<strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">sta jos zelis da znas</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">gde cu ja sutra biti?</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">na usnama mi lebdi tiho ocenas</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">u srcu pokusavam bol skriti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">sve sam ti dao sto posto se dao</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">juce sutra srce dusu telo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">zbog tebe ubijao lagao krao</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">cinio sve sto se nije smelo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">tebi to izgleda nije bilo dosta</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">uzimas dusu malo ti prst</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">nista sem kostiju od mene ne osta</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">osecam se raspet na krst</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">otisla si u neke nove role</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">ja umro vaskrso sve uzalud</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">sa andjelima lebdim lepi djavole</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">pobegao bih da imam kud</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115411320870794097?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154112341026348712006-07-28T11:39:00.000-07:002006-07-28T11:45:41.030-07:00<strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">nekoj pesmi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">osecaj</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">celine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">daju stanke one</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">izmedju reci</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">beline</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">jer</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">osnova posedovanja </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">u postojanju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">korisnosti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">nepostojanje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">snaga bliskosti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">raste</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">na odstojanju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">snaga znanja</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">je motiv neznanju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">ono cemu tezimo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">nas </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">svetionik</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">voda ne gasi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">zedj</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">dok se ne zagrle</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">oksigen </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">i vodonik</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115411234102634871?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1154111840712011802006-07-28T11:28:00.000-07:002006-07-28T11:37:20.853-07:00<strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">danas je juce bilo sutra</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sutra ce danas biti juce</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">izmedju noci i jutra</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">u jednom trenu mnogo luce</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sta je desno a sta levo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sta je dole a sta gore</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">ceo svet slepo crevo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">od sumraka pa do zore </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">treba nam</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">pocetna tacka iz koje smisao izbija</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">u odnosu na koju sve je jasnije</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">stvarnost je kaleidoskop iluzija tu je</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">nebitno sta je pre sta kasnije</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115411184071201180?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1153645074154851612006-07-23T01:50:00.000-07:002006-07-23T01:57:54.160-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/luci.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/luci.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">zgresio sam moc me zanela</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">nisam bio snazan pa sam pao</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">prvak vojske palih andjela</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">porocima i zlu se odao</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">oprosticu ti nesrecni sine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">tebi znam nije lako</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">mera si i zla al ' i istine</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">jer si prvi dno dotakao</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">ne bi ljudi hitali grehe da speru</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">da ne vide tvoje muke luciferu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">goreces vecno u ognju sumpora</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">secas li se prvog potoka -njegovog zubora</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">neka vecno gorim nek zoru ne zorim</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff99;">nek zaboravim zvuk smeha -zbog mog prvog greha</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115364507415485161?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1153644503111159242006-07-23T01:33:00.000-07:002006-07-23T01:48:23.193-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/jesus-mother-mary.jpg"><strong><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/jesus-mother-mary.jpg" border="0" /></span></em></strong></a><strong><em><span style="color:#cc33cc;"><br />i will always remember that can't be forgotten<br />all day was meant for something rotten<br /><br />it was hidden deep and buried inside<br />god almighty she never, never cried<br /><br />i know now it was unbearable pain<br />water on her face was not from that rain<br />she only let me know her smiling face<br />glitter in the eyes was no saving grace<br /><br />when the end all of sudden came<br />we were all torn apart, surprised<br />emptiness in my soul had no name<br />i dealt with pain- to heavens i cried<br /><br /></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115364450311115924?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1153481134588279482006-07-21T04:03:00.000-07:002006-07-21T04:25:35.776-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Photographer-Mirror.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Photographer-Mirror.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Philosopher%20in%20Meditation%20(Rembrandt).jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Philosopher%20in%20Meditation%20%28Rembrandt%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/100_0438.JPGii.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/100_0438.JPGii.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">izvini sto sam te ponekad dovodio do ludila</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">ima i do mene no vise je istorija nudila</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">izvini sto sam te ponekad pogresno procenio</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">zbog drugih na tebe bez razloga penio</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">izvini sto teram da verujes u transcedentno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">i transcedentalno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">prvo nije bas cedno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">drugo nije moralno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">izvini sto te cedim pitanjem biti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">kako se dozivljava lepo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">o metodama spoznaje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">kad tebe samo zanima ono</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">sto ona je .......</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">izvini sto te gnjavim jutrom u sedam</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">sad odoh</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">ne mogu vise </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">u ogledalo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;">da gledam</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ccccff;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115348113458827948?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1153413824059875122006-07-20T09:35:00.000-07:002006-07-20T09:43:44.310-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/kastel01.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/kastel01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">kraj vrbasa scucuren<br />obgrljen zavidnim pogledima<br />patinom tihom pleni<br />u njemu je kazu skupljen<br />koji nije iskazan recima<br />prkos od kog zive potlaceni<br /><br />ovaj narod nema vlastelu<br />barone markize i serove<br />zato mozete sresti u kastelu<br />lopove ocajnike i kerove<br /><br />gledan spolja sa splava<br />izgleda kao da spava<br />tiho sam se stihovima lepoti cudio<br />da usnule vekove ne bih budio<br /><br /><br /></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115341382405987512?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1152987683063646912006-07-15T11:07:00.000-07:002006-07-15T11:21:23.150-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Eye_woman.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/Eye_woman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Eye_woman.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/Eye_woman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Eye_woman.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/Eye_woman.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc9933;">boze,</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc9933;">koliko</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc9933;">te </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc9933;">volim</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115298768306364691?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1152619761502853032006-07-11T04:54:00.000-07:002006-07-11T05:09:21.550-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/sliv_zapadnamorava.gif"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/sliv_zapadnamorava.png" border="0" /></a><br />tamo gde se morave grle<br />od zapada i juzna<br />gde reka postaje velika<br />gde vase misli hrle<br />kad je sava tuzna<br />tamo gde je srbija epika<br />to mesto je neopisivo krasno<br />sve je prosto i nepricavno jasno jer<br />u blizini prokuplja sloboda je sve skuplja<br />kraj zupinih vrela vina sve je teza istina<br />sve je tamo pod bogom pitanje<br />put do odgovora je beskrajno skitanje<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115261976150285303?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1152618272207460332006-07-11T04:31:00.000-07:002006-07-11T05:12:36.170-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Loptasta_munja_ball_lightning.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Loptasta_munja_ball_lightning.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/tesla.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/tesla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/tesla.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/tesla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/tesla.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/tesla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/tesla.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/tesla.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>golubica ga ceo zivot pratila</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>jedne noci u misao mu banula</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>znao je nije tek tako svratila</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>neka svetlost mu u glavi svanula</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>varnica u glavi sevnula</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>obasjala dusu licanina</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>tama svetlost odenula</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>u glavi svetog save sina</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>licanina ponosnog al ne i tasta</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>ne mamise casti nobelovca</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>umeo je tesla da prasta</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>ziveci od vizija a ne od novca</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>na kraju u onoj sobi na dnu hodnika</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>u njujorku od ljudi ostavljen sam</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>poslednja vizija bozijeg provodnika</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em>SAD CU I ONOSTRANO DA SPOZNAM</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115261827220746033?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1152539102349178322006-07-10T06:05:00.000-07:002006-07-11T04:53:44.333-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitledggg.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/untitledggg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/birds2.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/birds2.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Tears.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Tears.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/tearsww.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/tearsww.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">necija senka na zidu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">slutim...</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">ali ko sam ja</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">da treperis</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">pa makar ko senka</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">ne smem da se okrenem</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">jer ako to ipak</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">nisi ti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">ne bih mogao podneti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">na kraju sve</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">biva senka</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">i secanje samo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sve se svodi</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">na sumnje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">seni</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">maglu secanja</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">nikad nije blo vreme </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">da te otmem </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">vecnosti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">jer nije bilo </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sudjeno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">u zvezdama zapisano</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">necu se okretati</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">lepo je verovati </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">da si to ti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">kao u crveno slovo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">u kalendaru</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115253910234917832?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151693689542129132006-06-30T11:46:00.000-07:002006-06-30T11:54:49.600-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/charmed_quarks.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/charmed_quarks.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>`u blizini tuge</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>prepoznajemo</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>srecu</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>u blizini bola</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>punocu odsustva</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>u blizini tame</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>svetlost</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>u buci</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>cujemo </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>svetost</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>tisine</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>u blizini smrti</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>zivot</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>kad je neko</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>daleko</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>shvatimo</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>koliko </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>znaci </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>ta </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#996633;"><strong><em>blizina</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115169368954212913?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151692913310176442006-06-30T11:20:00.000-07:002006-06-30T11:41:53.370-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Action025.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Action025.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">na izvoru vecnosti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">u sazvezdju srca</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">gledam</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">u</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">sto bese</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">jest</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">i bice</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">delovi necega</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">sto lici</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">na</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">beskraj</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">beze od</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">sebe</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc66;">a ne znaju</span></em></strong><br /><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">gde</span></em><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"><em>stice </em>na izvoru vecnosti </span><br /><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">u sazvezdju srca</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">osecam</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">sto bejah</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">sto bicu</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">i jeSAM</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">telo</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">dusa</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">um</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">i ja SAM</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">od velikog praska</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">svi beze</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">od bitka</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">niko</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">se ne seca</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;">prve reci svitka</span></div><div></div><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">na izvoru</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">vecnosti</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">u</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">sazvezdju</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">srca</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">nesto</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">u tami </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">priguseno</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">sja</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">sve se raspada</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">na kvarkove</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">jedan od njih sam</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">JA</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115169291331017644?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151400071199668642006-06-27T02:12:00.000-07:002006-06-27T02:21:12.276-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/car_lazar.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/car_lazar.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">dan svetog vida </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">se morao zbiti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">nase secanje </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">je davno zapisano</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">po nekom redu</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">dusa nam </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">na VIDOVDAN</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">rida</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">tugu je tesko </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">skriti</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">u smrt se krenulo</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">slavno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">u najveci poraz</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">u najvecu pobedu</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115140007119966864?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151397874047605432006-06-27T01:40:00.000-07:002006-06-27T01:54:15.550-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/ivana_zigon_06.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/ivana_zigon_06.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/zigon.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/zigon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>slavjansku dusu u njenom telu</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>neki bol</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>na oci tera</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>u njoj slavjansko srce od kog</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>se plase zao i ohol</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>iz kog izvire vera</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>bozanska lepota svana</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ffff;"><strong><em>unutra... IVANA</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115139787404760543?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151396461991861952006-06-27T01:00:00.000-07:002006-06-27T01:21:02.040-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/sisyphus1420e.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/sisyphus1420e.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>godoa sam video iza vrata</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>zbunjenog kako jos ceka</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>jer svako svoju ima djeknu</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>i gleda sizifa dok gura kamen</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>i jos uvek ne shvata</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>ni nakon pola veka</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>kad ce uslovi da se steknu</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>da uzaludno guranje nije ljudi znamen</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>da se prosvetle srca tame</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>daj boze</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>daj men'</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"><strong><em>AMEN</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115139646199186195?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151342275488521962006-06-26T10:01:00.000-07:002006-06-26T10:17:55.533-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/4e_1_b.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/4e_1_b.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">jednom sam bio slobodan covek</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sa izvora pio ciste vode</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">al' to nisam cenio</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sad mogu kukati navek</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">lisen slobode</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">zivot roba me izmenio</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">sad cekamo svoga mesiju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">dace nam ga bog na veresiju</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">dace nam bog novog vozda</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">kad se djekna porodi-mozda</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc00;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115134227548852196?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151262148077715792006-06-25T11:51:00.000-07:002006-06-25T12:02:28.090-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Girl-in-Central-Park.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Girl-in-Central-Park.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ffffff;"><strong><em>kad je vidim u parku samu<br />dok joj misli negde jezde<br />uvidjam da je bog stvorio tamu<br />da bi se bolje videle zvezde<br /><br /></em></strong></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"><strong><em>kad nam se pogledi u setnji sretnu<br />ja zanemim-reci mi pobegnu...osecanja se slegnu... </em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115126214807771579?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151261276740289702006-06-25T11:34:00.000-07:002006-06-25T11:47:56.980-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/a-wall.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/a-wall.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>udaram celom</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>u zid</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>ne popusta celo</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>a ni zid bogam'</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>k'o po ugljevlju vrelom</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>usijanje mi zasljepljuje vid</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em>al'ja udarat' moram</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc66cc;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115126127674028970?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151149485399656732006-06-24T04:36:00.000-07:002006-06-24T04:44:45.633-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/09.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/09.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/09.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/09.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">a girl in royal blue jeans</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">sitting by river on the verge of tears</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">sorrow deep in her eyes</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">i know what that look means</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">i can feel all her fears</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">know why she cries</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">someone her spirit broken</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">now she is by river sad</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">some wrong words were spoken</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;">som stupid lies made her mad</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#66ff99;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115114948539965673?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151146845837805982006-06-24T03:51:00.000-07:002006-06-24T04:00:45.940-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/RMC-Tower.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/RMC-Tower.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">the wisdom of the earth</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">is hidden in each tiny seed</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">respect every being</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">let it be your creed</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">slaved spirit happy isn't</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">a bean in liberty better than a comfit </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">in prison</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">and even shade of hope</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">gives us strengthwith evil</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffcc33;">to cope</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115114684583780598?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151082582878799732006-06-23T10:00:00.000-07:002006-06-23T10:09:42.956-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/imagesw2www.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/imagesw2www.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;">o nebesko perje<br />pa zar to fer je<br />sunce da nam krijes<br />samo da se grijes<br /><br />pusti barem zraku jednu<br />da mi grije dusu led'nu<br />pusti ako moze dvije<br />ozari je da se smije<br /><br />ma pusti brate i tri<br />posijano da nam zri </span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115108258287879973?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1151081679732326962006-06-23T09:26:00.000-07:002006-06-23T09:54:39.790-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/800px-Poundgrave.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/800px-Poundgrave.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/100_0438.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/100_0438.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#990000;">his poetry is strange found<br />magic is all around<br />with deep ideas lyrics abound<br />his name is ezra...ezra pound<br /><br /></span></em></strong><span style="color:#009900;">grgrgrgrgrgrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">do not try to understand my friend<br />the message i am trying to send<br />what's most important to be perceived<br />in our brains can't be received </span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;">pa vi ste ludi!!!!!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">ti pametan budi!!!!!!!<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115108167973232696?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1150639085137431932006-06-18T06:49:00.000-07:002006-06-18T06:58:05.146-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/ujkino%20zlato.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/ujkino%20zlato.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">pogledaj me samo mama</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">kako ovde stojim sama</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">dodji amo ti pohrli</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#009900;">i cvrsto me ti zagrli</span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115063908513743193?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1150554604106635062006-06-17T06:49:00.000-07:002006-06-17T07:30:04.153-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Kacamak.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Kacamak.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">moju malu cudna ljubav grije</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sveti tripo ona noga brije</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">u malene guza ko skladiste</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">ja joj dajem ona jos iste</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">guza joj jo ahilova peta</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">mnogo posla za malo zileta</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">djurdjevdanak hajducki ustanak</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">popni mi se mala na opanak</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">ja odrastoh na slanini i luku</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sad ce mala da osetis muku</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">argentina imala evitu</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">zato cu te malena u zitu</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">argentina ima maradonu i</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">surla lepo pristaje slonu</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sve je ovde brate pomesano</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">to je zato sto sam usto rano</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">nidje veze sakloni me boze</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">nek se snadje onaj ko moze</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">ja sa duse malo bola skidoh</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">to sto rekoh i odmah prdoh</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sada mi u zelucu mnogo lako</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sva sam govna iskenjo -isplako</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">boze pravde i sloveni hej</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">lijepa nasa i naravno dzej</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sve si ovo video tarabicu</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">zato se sada davimo u picu</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">gaudeamus igitur jel ono bese</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">nostradamusi ovo ne mogu da rese</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sada mislim da sam dosta srao</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;">sav sam smrad iz duse sprao</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115055460410663506?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1150313530592839102006-06-14T12:18:00.000-07:002006-06-14T12:32:10.633-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/hjhhjj.gif"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/hjhhjj.png" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/darkeyes.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/darkeyes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff0000;"><strong><em>it seems to me like she cries</em></strong></span><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff6600;">crystals shining in her persian eyes</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#999900;">in those persian eyes ocean of love is trapped</span></em></strong><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">still,those british lips stiff are kept</span><br /><br /><strong><em>what's there who can tell</em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ffff00;">sunrise in paradise or fire of hell</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#666600;">but my friend don't be fool</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">this iron lady despite all fire is cool</span></em></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">beware,she's not lady to dare</span></em></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#663366;">heart(h)'s</span><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"> fire is hidden there</span></em></strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">ps.</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">to my friend</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">shung fei dela feng shui</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#33ff33;">from the bottom of my heart</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115031353059283910?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1150266984759850812006-06-13T23:32:00.000-07:002006-06-13T23:36:24.766-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/UniversalForm.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/UniversalForm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"><strong><em>iz bajke se vratih</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"><strong><em>iz sna okrepljen</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"><strong><em>dusu tamo prolecim-istina</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"><strong><em>odlazeci tamo shvatih</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"><strong><em>ovde sam samo snen</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#66ffff;"><strong><em>u snu je moja sustina</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115026698475985081?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1150222760678977962006-06-13T11:09:00.000-07:002006-06-13T11:19:20.723-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/mountains_forests_pic.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/mountains_forests_pic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">i can't promise i won't change<br />you know darling life is strange<br />when least expected<br />with no sign in air<br />we lose all for which we care<br /></span><br /></em></strong><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">enjoy all you've got now<br />don't ask why don't ask how<br />for something's brewing out there</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">life isn't always fair </span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-115022276067897796?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149943881963411872006-06-10T05:45:00.000-07:002006-06-10T05:51:21.983-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/2962675290048346219eTVkWO_ph.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/2962675290048346219eTVkWO_ph.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>ko sunce sto</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>iz sumskog mora </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>jutrom izranja</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>pa svojim sjajem </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>sve tuzne ozari</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>kroz koloplet misli</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>pojavi se shuma-she tanja</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>i celim rajem</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999900;"><strong><em>radost podari</em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114994388196341187?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149942877102848772006-06-10T05:25:00.000-07:002006-06-10T05:34:37.123-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/8491433764486a612adad8688648253.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/8491433764486a612adad8688648253.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/270px-DNA_Overview.png"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/270px-DNA_Overview.png" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">znam da si me</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">vozdigao iz praha</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">sa dna</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">znam da moj zivot</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">osim nade i straha</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">cine komadici tvog sna</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">zato nije potrebno</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">da se zna</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">potrebno je da se veruje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">nije potrebno da se spozna</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">onaj ko snom zivot daruje</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114994287710284877?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149448926383825952006-06-04T12:12:00.000-07:002006-06-04T12:22:06.396-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitled2i.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/untitled2i.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/smaragd.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/smaragd.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>od ovog sveta nisu njena dva oka</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>kad joj niz lice smaragdi krenu</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>iz dva izvora tog nepresusnog potoka</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>teku sve tajne od vecnosti ka vremenu</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>gde god da pogled svoj usmeri strasni</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>sve sto joj je na putu bez milosti rusi</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>tamo njen pogled blagi ili mracni</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"><strong>ovde potop koji davi il'vatra sto gusi</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114944892638382595?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149448192873090992006-06-04T11:57:00.000-07:002006-06-04T12:09:52.900-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/leonardo.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/leonardo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>evo samo sto polusvesno napisah</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>mada u meni spavase otkad zadisah</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>ima nesto u ovoj kisi u junu</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>a vrlo malo je do snega</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>andjeli na nebu spremaju pobunu</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>jos samo cekaju znak od NJEGA</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>neko mi ubacuje ove rime</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>nije moje -nemam nista stime</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>o BOZE koji jesi oduvek i bices zauvek</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>sta cemo mi koji nismo il' smo senke tvoje tek</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>da cekamo da to krene kao VELIKI PRASAK</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em>ili da pricekamo jos koji dan-koji casak</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114944819287309099?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149431594050966912006-06-04T07:21:00.000-07:002006-06-04T07:43:23.530-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/14.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/14.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/mbsgal.png"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/mbsgal.png" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>ponekad kad umor osetim</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>i pozelim da zastanem</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>kad zanos pocinje da pada</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>skoro da odustanem</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>al' ne da mi- nada</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>ponekad kad sam nikakav sav</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>smozden,iscjedjen , kilav</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>i kad pozelim da se nisam rodio</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>kad mi je zao sto sam se dogodio</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>odnekud se pojavi- ljubav</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>ponekad kad zakaze sve</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>nada,ljubav sile strasne dve</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>e tad bi 'ladno batalio sve</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>pomislim sta dalje da me tera</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>odustao bih -ALI VERA...</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114943159405096691?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149429353551747242006-06-04T06:47:00.000-07:002006-06-04T06:55:53.563-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/136_beaver_lake_and_shepherd_crest.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/136_beaver_lake_and_shepherd_crest.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">cak ni pomisliti ne smes</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">kad se ovoj lepoti divis</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">da ne zelis da mres</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">i da bi vecno da zivis</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">jer da bi rajem hodila tvoja dusa</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">mora sreco da se zanavek usne</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">doci ces ovde gde se tisina slusa</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;">jednom kad ti srce pukne</span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114942935355174724?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149342446435106372006-06-03T06:41:00.000-07:002006-06-03T06:47:26.446-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/aries3.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/aries3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"><strong><em>u leskovac oko juzne pruge<br />nasao sam lepe gace duge<br />dobro ce mi doci u januarskom junu<br />da sacuvam cunu ispod vunu<br /><br />stari svet uhvatila sipnja<br />od hladnoce ovog lipnja<br />kad prodje lipanj i dodje veljaca<br />valjda ce srpanj da je nadjaca<br /></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114934244643510637?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149277448863380022006-06-02T12:31:00.000-07:002006-06-04T14:05:05.680-07:00<span style="color:#006600;"></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/sladj.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/sladj.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/22v.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/22v.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>covek bi rekao</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>lepsa je svana</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>pod sunca sjajem</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>da nisam bio unutra </em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>da se tiho kajem</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>a unutra tamo</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>bog zaista ume</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>slabosti da razume</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>i ispod svoga plasta</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>cutanjem nam sve oprasta</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>MOSTANICE SNAGU MI DAJ</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>UDAHNI MI SVOJ TIHI SJAJ</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>obgrljena vrhovima</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>i skrivena klancima</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>branjena molitvama</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>kao lancima</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>kao poslednje knjige stranica</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>otkriva nam tajne</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em>MOSTANICA</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114927744886338002?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1149020410049337842006-05-30T12:47:00.000-07:002006-05-30T13:20:10.100-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/Mariya_Magdalena.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/Mariya_Magdalena.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/P1080883.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/P1080883.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/466px-Inverted_Pyramide.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/466px-Inverted_Pyramide.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/hram.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/hram.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/hram.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/hram.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/hram.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/hram.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/londres_st_pauls_cathedral.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/londres_st_pauls_cathedral.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/B-Pietro.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/B-Pietro.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong><em>mnogi su se pitali cesto</em></strong></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><em>gde je ono ISUS nest'o</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><strong><em>izmedju u hram uvodjenja</em></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#993399;"><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong><em>i na nebo vaskrsenja</em></strong></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"><strong><em>ISUS je izbivao iz razloga prostog</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"><strong><em>neko vreme je morao biti covek</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"><strong><em><span style="color:#006600;">to je od BOGOCOVEKA</span> <span style="color:#993399;">trazio BOG</span></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114902041004933784?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1148572402228121132006-05-25T08:46:00.000-07:002006-05-25T08:53:22.276-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/rainbowinclouds.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/rainbowinclouds.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><strong><em>look at those rays of sun<br />shining upon your soul<br />when darkness falls<br />and all is done<br />when all parts lie in wholes</em></strong></span><a href="http://www.geocities.com/sladyanp/Rainbow.jpeg"></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><strong><em><br /><br />you will feel strange pain<br />in divine beauty though<br />like beam glittering against rain<br />hidden somewhere<br />in that rainbow </em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114857240222812113?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1148569451331337212006-05-25T07:50:00.000-07:002006-05-25T08:04:11.540-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/bozur.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/bozur.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />ugledah joj prvi put na izvoru odraz<br />iz ociju se njenih napih zudnje<br />kosovski bozur njen rumeni obraz<br />a pogled zamucen ko od zle slutnje<br /><br />nocu joj na nebu trazih kose<br />na planinama i obroncima milovah grudi<br />na pesku prepoznavah njene noge bose<br />sjajem njenog cela zora rudi<br /><br />jednom joj pridjoh na gutljaj vode<br />ne imadoh hrabrosti da pridjem blize<br />pogleda me robinja kojoj majku odvode<br />upitase jesi li zedan i vrc podize<br /><br />ja nista ne rekoh -samo ucutah<br />po celom joj bicu pogledom lutah<br />nikad necu moci da prebolim<br />sto joj ne pokazah da je ko kosovo volim<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114856945133133721?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1148568560796828692006-05-25T07:21:00.000-07:002006-05-25T07:49:20.833-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/moraca.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/moraca.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />i danas mi mili kroz ranjenu dusu<br />sumi, lagano zubori i tiho koraca<br />osvezava me dok joj kanjonom vetrovi pusu<br />uvek ces biti i moja, i moja moraca!<br /><br /><br /><br />durmitore i i presveta nam pivo<br />danas mi je sve manje sivo<br />dje pokoju sada vidim zvezdu<br />ustreptalu u sivog sokola gnezdu<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />oj crna goro sto nam dade rada<br />nasa si jos i vise sada<br />nad tobom ce lepotice boko<br />raskrilit se poociljen soko<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114856856079682869?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1146597162518643312006-05-02T11:55:00.000-07:002006-05-02T12:12:42.546-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/sah.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/sah.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/portret-boskovic.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/portret-boskovic.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>rudjer ,monah i duhovnik</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>kad je sisao u dubrovnik</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>ne imase na sebi rita jezuita</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>al' mu misao bese lakonski jezgrovita</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>misao se uspela do najvisih visina</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em>u glavi tog jezuita i srbina</em></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><em></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114659716251864331?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1146500953428839962006-05-01T09:15:00.000-07:002006-06-04T12:55:04.096-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/180px-Angelina_jolie_lugar.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/180px-Angelina_jolie_lugar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitledww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/untitledww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitledww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/untitledww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitledww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/untitledww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/untitledww.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/untitledww.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><font size="0"><font face="georgia" color="#993300"><strong><em>cekam jabuku da mi na glavu pane<br />da me usmeri na stazu redje tabanu<br /><br /><br /><br />dok se sunce na pomoli i grane<br />razmisljam o sarlotinoj tajni na tavanu</em></strong></font></font><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114650095342883996?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1146429207499097312006-04-30T13:05:00.000-07:002006-04-30T13:33:27.526-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/images.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />uhvatio sam je kad je bila u padu<br />povratio joj veru,obnovio nadu<br />i onako cupav ,bled i cupav<br />jednim pogledom joj odaslo ljubav<br /><br />zauzvrat tad nista ne trazih<br />savete predaka casnih uvazih<br />kad dajes -isto k'o da primas<br />kad delis-isto k'o da imas<br /><br />jer ono nebo je moje<br />svaka zvezda mi u katastru<br />sto je moje jest i tvoje<br />dodji grej se o moju vatru<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114642920749909731?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1146390494666610992006-04-30T02:33:00.000-07:002006-04-30T02:48:14.676-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/peterpet.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/200/peterpet.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/CAGRXRIU.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/CAGRXRIU.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">dragi boze vidim tvoju senu</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">pod kapelom na lovcenu</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;"></span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">dok vaskrs zudim i o raju sanjam</span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">tvojoj seni ja se boze klanjam</span><br /></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114639049466661099?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1145638311794202192006-04-21T09:45:00.000-07:002006-04-21T09:51:51.803-07:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/1600/100852646144479e03e14f8075992807_middle.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4815/2783/320/100852646144479e03e14f8075992807_middle.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#009900;">iz minesotice se vratio bajica</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">s neba pa u rebra</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">sutra cemo u kladionicu da isprobamo koliko je formi hahahhahahha</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114563831179420219?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26579722.post-1145534539173867792006-04-20T04:50:00.000-07:002006-04-20T05:02:19.183-07:00<span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">sve u svemu to ne moze biti 42</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">ako u pocetku rec je bila</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">ne mogu se svesti cudesa sva</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">sa recju strasnom-sila</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26579722-114553453917386779?l=sladyanp.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>sladyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06533135712109584040noreply@blogger.com0