More in English coming eventually
Two stories:
Originally in Slovenian, this is a new poetic writing with the same story, created by the author of the original in English.
Once there was, a beautiful day, chosen by children while they play.
Their smile spred from cheek to cheek, all wore happy araund the creak
Until they tread life's new road, and friendships are shred as they grow old.
Because it is evident they are too different.
First went to the mountains, he found life's joy fountains.
He is able to remember all the stuff that wore tender.
He chose a wife that wasnt passed around he was love bound
Readily he gave himself to his family
A child, he had from love compiled, another he wrapped straight from desire.
What joy he feels, when his son's girlfriend the first time is seen.
He is so happy, with a heart full of light, the world for him shining so bright.
His daughter so happy, will never be snappy,
his wife just wants to hug him tight, and dance with him all night.
What joy it brings getting doughter a dress, a dence of delighg they are all trully blassed.
The second went to a party, every one was weary hearty.
Not much stayed in his memory, it went in a whole diferent trajectory
He chose a girl, she's a queen by everyone already seen.
His love he did not impart, because he didn't love the heart.
He drank his fill, then turned to drugs for an even bigger thrill.
Now there is a needle in his hand, ever since his girl left, and he can't withstand.
Because she dreams of better days ahead, she won’t forgive the path he has led.
What sadness it brings, when the needle is clean, his heart because of it now actually stings.
He grabs a knife and heads on his way, prepping the dealer without delay.
To rid of the goods he will steal with greed, and buy the drugs that fulfill his need.
They meet, one can't contain the joy to greet, while the other hides his plan, with a secret to complete.
He drove his knife so deep, no chance to survive, a loved heart gave just one final beat.
Now the daughter stands with sorrow to bear, all she can do is watch and stare.
The son seems changed, now more estranged, with his life before his eyes rearranged
The wife, inconsolable, feels guilt in her heart, for being upset, wanting her daughter’s teenage life to start
And now he sits in custody, sobering in a sad melody , for he fells he is left stranded, since he didnt planned it.
Planned on getting caught, he only sought, since he felt distraught.
The daughter took to sports, became kind and true,
Just like her father was, who'd never say adieu.
And the son changes so, shaken to the core,
his heart cannot forgive anymore
As the second comes from prison, the son feels he must, proceeds to load three bullets in his gun with a thrust.Then lets them fly right true the secound one's hart
And the daughter stood, cause she knew she could, not bend the knee to something that is not good.
Even as an aunt, she made sure to plant their grandfather's might to lead the children to the light and teach them to do what is right.
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Saj beseda je, ki teče,
a z besedo nič ne reče.
Spremenili so to stvar,
odšel pomen je neznano kam.
Pomembno le da teče,
ni važno kaj beseda reče,
beseda manj s tem postane,
tudi če ob njej dih zastane.
Hitrost le te besede,
ne ozdravi nobene teže.
Saj v igrivosti besedila,
boš dobil poetična ti krila.
Saj, se pesem zdaj preliva, nove misli ti vliva,
vem, da pesem ne počiva, in na tvojo veselje lahko vpliva.
Kakšni so povsod ljudje, ki imajo dobro srce.
Ste se poigrali, a dobrote niste si izbrali.
On pa video posname, da dobi te svoje grame,
a pesem ta le ni zapeta, iz dobrote je vzeta.
Pesem ne potrebuje, da te do bosega sezuje,
Naj veselje pesem vliva, jaz potrgam ta, poetična ti krila
Naj, živi vse do dni, dokler še rešenih je kje ljudi,
tvoj, venec pa slabo nam pravi, še nisem videl neumnejšega pri zdravi,
gospodar misliš da si, a suženj si v resnici ti,
naredi kar si misliš ti, naj te to nič ne prestraši.
A trdiš, da gospodar si ti, saj vem za to, to storil si.
Pot, ki lahko je vzeta, se vrne ti na stara leta.
Jaz pa v miru tu počivam, te besede na papir prelivam,
Naj zastopi kdor želi, naj obriše par skrbi, naj v miru naprej živi.