TATJANA DEBELJACKI

TATJANA DEBELJACKI

OH POEM...

Yesterday I was enormously strong.

I immured wishes with no hope in love.

With cheerfulness I painted all the agonies.

Let the scents shine in flowers.

let the blossoms of my joy bloom.

I ‘m reminding with the poem of wrath.

Mature bodies are turning after the immature.

Their breathing varies, uneasy...

Loud resounding of panting secretly.

Liveliness wants to play the open hand.

Exciting liveliness has piercing tendencies.

Tickling with eye the pigeon’s feather.

Listen to the bird in mouth, imprisoned by vocal cords.

Dive into the river springing from the eyes.

I am walking towards your beauty through the world brightened with meadows.

Prepossessed conscious of immoral principles is waking up.

I found you cramped with rigor,

Asleep on the threads of moonlight.

Scarified dignity.

I’m always late in everything, held by demanding.

The sky is opening, getting bright for happiness.

You are lifting up still sleepy and unaware of your magnificence measured by centuries.

O PESMO...

Juče postojah beskrajno jaka.

U ljubav zazidah želje bez nade.

Vedrinom obojih silne agonije.

Neka cveću sijaju mirisi.

Neka se pupoljci mojih radosti razvijore.

Opominjem pesmom božije kazne.

Zrela tela okreću se za nezrelim.

Dišu promenjivo, uznemireno...

Glasno odjekuju pritajena dahtanja.

Lepršavost želi da zaigra na otvorenu kartu.

Uzbudljiva nestašnost ima prodorne namere.

Golica okom golubljim perom.

Slušaj pticu u ustima, zarobljenu glasnim žicama.

Uroni u reku koja izvire u očima.

Hodam ka tvojoj lepoti kroz svet koji krase livade.

Budi se zadobijena svest bezmoralnih načela.

Pronađoh te zgrčenu od jeze,

Zaspalu na nitima mesečine.

Žrtvovanog dostojanstva.

Kasnim u svemu, zadržana prohtevima.

Nebo se otvara, razvedrava za radost.

Uznosiš se još snena i nesvesna svoje veličine

Merene vekovima.

JAPAN IN APRIL

Truly stunning, sometimes careless,

I crave silently and far away!

Naked, filled up with perfection,

I am attending enjoyment!!!

Where there is trust there is always glee.

He never painted my passion,

Dreams from the color to the word,

Without suspense and shivers.

The moment of light strikes me.

Pressing Japanese air onto my face.

April is slowly spilling its colors,

above duplicate shadows dancing away.

JAPAN U APRILU

Istinski silna, neoprezna ponekad,

Žudim nema i daleka!

Obnažena, ispunjena savršenstvom,

Pohađam uživanja!!!

Gde ima poverenja ima i radosti.

Nikad nije slikao moju strast,

Snove od boje do reči,

Bez neizvesnosti i jeze.

Trenutak svetlosti me pogođa.

Utiskuje japanski zrak na lice.

April lagano izliva boje,

Nad udvojenim senama što plešu.

DEVOTED

There is no truth,

the truth and the lie

support each other!

In every truth

there is something deceiving!

The ambitious lie

is not so deceiving,

fictional, not eternal.

There is no truth contained in it

adjusted by itself.

It is solving the riddle of mystery

not paying attention if the truth

when is twisted becomes the lie!

These two opposite powers

continuously set each other to motion,

they deny each other in word puns,

start up fury, revenging rage.

Riddling, solving, I’m ashamed of you!

My eyes are hidden under the veil,

colors of light astonishing scale!!!

ODANA

Istina ne postoji,

Istina i laž

Se podržavaju!

Svaka istina nužno

U sebi nosi nešto lažno!

Ambiciozna

laž nije toliko lažna,

izmišljena, nije večna.

U sebi ne sadrži istinu

prilagodjenu samu od sebe.

Rešava enigmu tajanstvenosti

ne obazirući se da li istina

kada se preokrene čini laž!

Ove dve suprotne moći

uzastopno pokreću jedna drugu,

negiraju se u igri reči,

pokreću bes, osvetnički gnev.

Zagonetno, odgonetno, stidim te se!

Skriven mi pogled pod velom,

boja svetlosti zadivljujući opus!!!

TATJANA DEBELJACKI