Htjeo sam ovim putem razotkriti jednu tajnu, a neki je možda već i znaju.Moja prva jedina i ne preboljena ljubav.Istinita prića mladića koji se zaljubio i ostao razočaran.
Sve je počelo prije nekoliko godina ni ne sjećam se točno kada ali tada sam je prvi puta upoznao.Lijepa i hladna poput najveće mećave moglo bi se reći da je to bila ljubav na prvi pogled ili tako nešto.Bili smo nerazdvojivi zajedno provodili dane,tjedne,pa čak i noći.Ali unatoč tom divnom razdoblju moga života došao je dan koji je sve promjeni,tj to se nije dogodilo u jednom danu negu u većem razdoblju no dobro.Razdvojili smo se kao da se daleko od mene odselila jedva se viđamo vikendom a radnim danom skoro pa i nikada.S jedne strane mislim da je to dobro i da je u redu ali jedan dio mene želi vratiti ta stara vremena...
Moja jedina i nikada preboljena Ljubav Osječko pivo.A šta ste vi mislili.....
ponedjeljak, 21. siječnja 2008.
Napokon
Na mnogobrojni zahtjev mojih sugrađana sam odlučio staviti novi post i da
položio sam onaj vozački ispit naspram nekih drugih(G) i tak to.Mogu
reći da je bilo jako jednostavno i da mi nije jasno kako netko može pasti xD.
Tako da si uzmete uzor ,na me jel. i evo dokaza:
i ovim putem želim pozdraviti:Žulja,Leha,Grabovca,Šelju,Mirnu,Labu,Brata,Mamu,Tatu,Tetku i Tetka,
Susjede,Cijelo bilje,i zahvaliti bogu za onu sarmu što mi je stara napravila.
ponedjeljak, 14. siječnja 2008.
Worthless life...
Before the dawn,silence acroos the field,
the sun comming up,and shinig upon my shield,
My hand shaking ,i can`t weld my sword,
i can only think about my home my last resort.
The enemy aproaching, as i look to the west,
a last look to the left to the right,
i only see my friends,and fear in their eyes,
i hear the battlecry,take a last look in the skyes.
Friend and foe,dying by my side,
i swing my sword till the night,
killing everyone standing in my sight.
The enemy sword, stabing my chest,
faling down ,i was doing my best,
protecting home and friends,
and in the end dying, taking my rest.
The only thing i ask myself,
am i a fool,living a worthless life,
or am i dying to protect my ...
By: JOka
Zadnja pjesma(ica) koju sam napisao mi je bolja nego ova ali šta ću kada mi je dosadno.(Ne obračajte se gramatičkim greškama tko ih jebe)>-__->
the sun comming up,and shinig upon my shield,
My hand shaking ,i can`t weld my sword,
i can only think about my home my last resort.
The enemy aproaching, as i look to the west,
a last look to the left to the right,
i only see my friends,and fear in their eyes,
i hear the battlecry,take a last look in the skyes.
Friend and foe,dying by my side,
i swing my sword till the night,
killing everyone standing in my sight.
The enemy sword, stabing my chest,
faling down ,i was doing my best,
protecting home and friends,
and in the end dying, taking my rest.
The only thing i ask myself,
am i a fool,living a worthless life,
or am i dying to protect my ...
By: JOka
Zadnja pjesma(ica) koju sam napisao mi je bolja nego ova ali šta ću kada mi je dosadno.(Ne obračajte se gramatičkim greškama tko ih jebe)>-__->
nedjelja, 13. siječnja 2008.
Shadows
A eternal life spend in darkness,
beyond the truth and lightness,
Lost in the burning deep`s of hell,
where my soul lies and scream`s help.
My shadow as the only friend,
in all the lonley nights that i spend,
deep in the burning flames of hell,
as i wait to hear, the last ringing bell.
After all the years in hell,
At least i can hear the bell,
So sweat and kind,
after all i can see the light.
As i step out of the ethernal night,
My shadow disapears, in the bright light,
the only friend i had was gone forever,
After all this years, that we spend together.
I can`t hear my heart beating,
i can`t keep breating,
i can`t carry on,
all i can see, the last rai of light,
And at least, in peace, i can die.
From: Joka
beyond the truth and lightness,
Lost in the burning deep`s of hell,
where my soul lies and scream`s help.
My shadow as the only friend,
in all the lonley nights that i spend,
deep in the burning flames of hell,
as i wait to hear, the last ringing bell.
After all the years in hell,
At least i can hear the bell,
So sweat and kind,
after all i can see the light.
As i step out of the ethernal night,
My shadow disapears, in the bright light,
the only friend i had was gone forever,
After all this years, that we spend together.
I can`t hear my heart beating,
i can`t keep breating,
i can`t carry on,
all i can see, the last rai of light,
And at least, in peace, i can die.
From: Joka
Jokin blog
Evo došlo i vrijeme da si napravim novi blog i nadam se da će vam se dopasti,mislim na sadržaj koji će se ovdje jel znate,upravo to..-.
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