Vlakovi Vremena

Vlakovi.

 Sa Tisuće Duša.

Izgubljenih u Vremenu.

Sa svojim Služjem

Od Metala

Vrijeme Nas baca

Prema Prošlosti.

Na Obalama Prošlosti

Razbile su se mnoge

Duše.

Ipak. Vrijeme Ostaje

Dio Nas.

Čak i kad nahrnu

Horde da se goste

Nad našim Odbačenim

Nasukanim dijelovima

Duša.

 Zabrinuto i s Osmjehom.

Nazivaju to Spašavanjem?

Da li je odista tako?

Ja želim.

Ostaviti Svoju Prošlost.

Neka je nasukana

Na Te hridi.

Neka je Moglo je biti Vjetrovi Nose.

Neka Pluta u Moru Vremena.

Neka je Tugaljive Struje Nose.

U čemu će biti Razlika?

U onome što spasim Ja?

U onome što spase Oni?

Upitala me. - Budućnost.

Pružajući Ruku Spasa.

Nepomično. Čekajući.

Da je dosegnem.

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Trains of Time

Trains.

With Thousands of Souls

Lost in Time.

With Its Servants of Metal.

The Time throws Us  

To the Past.

On the Shores of Past

Many Souls have Crashed.

Still. – The Time stays.

As a Part of Us.

Even when The Hordes

Rush Blindly to Feast

On the Castaway

Parts of Our Soul.

Worried and with Smiles

They call that Rescue?

Is it really So?

I wish to leave my Past.

Let It be Carried in

It could have happened Wind

Let it Float in

The Sea of Time

Let It be Carried with

The Sorrowful Currents.

What will be the Difference? 

In what I Save?

In what They Save?

The Future. – Asked Me.

Reaching out.

The Hand of Salvation.

Standing Still. Waiting.

For Me. – To Reach It.

_ _ _

Senita

Pljesak

Ne, ne, ne

Odbijam osjećati.

Da ne mogu ni zadržati

Svoj Razum.

Nijemim Vriskom

Obraćam se Tebi.

Zadnjim Snagama

Se držim.

Ali Uže će popucati

I Paravan će pasti.

Ostat će samo ogoljela Ja.

Pohrlit će Strvinari

Pojesti Me živu.

Trgati Meso sa

Nepokretnog ali još živog Tijela.

Topla krv će

Prekriti Pozornicu.

I moje Oči

Slijepa

Glavna Glumica je slijepa.

U zadnjoj Sceni

I Vrhunac ……. naposljetku

Deux ex Machina.

Spašava prljavu Dušu

Dobivam

Pljesak.

Kakav Dar.

Život za Prihvaćanje

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Applause

No, no, no

I refuse to feel.

That I can’t even hold onto

My Reason.

With Silent Scream

I turn to You.

With last Strength

I’m holding on.

But the Rope will break

And Para-vane will fall

What will be left

Will be barren Me.

The Vultures will Rush.

Eat me alive.

Tear the Flesh from

Immobile but still alive Body.

Warm Blood

Will cover the Stage.

And my Eyes.

Blind.

The Lead Actress is Blind

In the Last Scene.

And the Climax …… At last.

Deux ex Machina.

Saves the dirty Soul.

I get.

Applause.

What a Gift.

Life for Acceptance.

_ _ _

Senita

Bila sam

Bila Sam.

Odjednom došli su Drugi.

Zahtjevna Gomila.

Pokušala sam sa Smiješkom.

Ali Oni su

Imali grabežljive Ruke.

Uzeli Su toliko.

Stisnuli Me uza zid.

Bojim Se.

Četveronoške pužem.

Kroz noge nalazim Put.

Grebu.

Tragovi noktiju i znoj.

Ustajem i

Grabim Korake.

Tapkajuće Sjene.

Sveprisutne.

Borim se.

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I Was

I was.

Suddenly came the Others.

Demanding Crowd.

I tried with a Smile.

But They had

Predators Hands.

They took so much.

Clinched Me against the Wall.

I am scared.

On all four I crawl.

Trough their legs I find a Way.

They Scratch.

Traces of Nails and Sweat.

I get Up and

Start to Pace.

Patting Shadows.

Immanent.

I fight. 

_ _ _

Senita

Mogli bi gorjeti…

Kad bi ljudi bili kao plamen svijeće….

Bili bi ranjivi…

Njihov plamen bi mogla ugasiti i jedina kap kiše,

Koja savršeno pada.

Kad bi ljudi bili kao plamen svijeće…

Mogao bi ih prevrnuti…

Malo jači nalet vjetra.

Kad bi ljudi bili kao plamen svijeće…

Mogli bi gorjeti…

Dok im je vrijeme.

Kad bi ljudi bili kao plamen svijeće…

S njima bi gorio…

I cijeli svijet.

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We could burn…

If people were to be, like candle-light…

They would be vulnerable…

Their flame could be extinguished by a single drop of rain,

That falls down perfectly.

If people were to be, like candle-light…

They could get overturned.

By the slightest gust of wind.

If people were to be, like candle-light…

They could burn…

While is still their time.

If people were to be, like candle-light…

With them would burn…

The whole world.

_ _ _

Senita 

Cross - roads…?

Just Night and the Deadly Silence…

This Light seems like Blasphemy.

Moments before going to sleep and

All Things To Do Tomorrow – List.

Something whispers in the Dark.

…

Be without Fear.

It’s only your Subconscious speaking.

As you Dream while Awake, or Swear or Chant Mantras

Of Your Desires in You…

You are a Sad Creature

If without that Need

Don’t want to be Passive

Don’t want to be just Anybody

Don’t know Who You want to Be

Don’t know how to Discover it

You know You Want to Succeed

…

You want Self-actualization

…

Have You had enough Visions for One Night?

Still did they say…

In 3 billion years The Sun will be Gone.

In 5 billion years so will Our Galaxy.

In 7 billion years there will be no Stars.

In its Vacuum the Universe will continue to expand.

Without You.

Without All of Us.

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Raskršća…?

Noć je i Grobna Tišina.

Upaljeno Svjetlo

Čini se kao Svetogrđe.

Trenutci prije Sna i

Što sve treba sutra učiniti lista.

Nešto šapuće u Mraku.

….

Bez Straha.

To ti samo Podsvijest govori.

Dok Sanjariš, Kuneš ili Mantraš

Sve Želje u Sebi.

Tužno si biće

Ako si bez Te Potrebe

Ne želiš biti Pasivan

Ne želiš biti Bilo Tko

Ne znaš Tko želiš Biti

Ne znaš kako to Otkriti

Želiš Uspjeti

…

Želiš se Ostvariti

Da li si Imao dosta Vizija za jednu Noć?

Ipak, nisu li rekli…

Za 3 milijarde godina nestat će Sunca.

Za 5 milijardi godina nestat će Naše Galaksije.

Za 7 milijardi godina nestat će Zvijezda.

U svom Vakuumu Svemir će se nastaviti širiti.

Bez Tebe, bez Mene.

Bez Svih Nas.

_ _ _

Senita

Layla & Senita

the authors of “PhotoTypo” :)