FACTS OF LIFE ON THE BEACH

Maiden, be gentler,I adwise,
make up for time misspent.
When beauty on its death_bed lies,
tiz high time to repent.
 
Such is the malice of your faith,
that makes you old so soon,
your pleasure allways comes too late,
how ever early begun.
 
And as to make your ruin more,
youll peevishlly be coy;
die whith a scandal of a whore
and never know the joy.

This one of mine thought's
written in a long nights some time ago.



NEMIR I JA

Korak ravnam po srcu svom,

naizgled sklad u kaosu tom

I nemir taj u sebi ponovo cutim,

i suze kroz smijeh ponovo slutim

I milje su metri a ulice sni,

bjezim od sebe kroz rime I stih

Za tren il’ dva I dan je tu,
a on sjedi I suti dok ja zelim

kvadrirati krug

I iza mene uvijek korak il’ dva

Vjerni jedan drugom

Nemir I Ja

kvadrirati krug;).nije loše.