#jesenjin

[putujucadusa]

Ima tih noći,kad pesme postanu ljudi.

To su noći koje najviše bole.

[aristotels]

my condolences to anyone whos ever had to read jesenjin's poetry in english. im sure russian is even better than croatian translation too but dobriša cesarić really put his whole pussy into the translations, i think jesenjin wouldve been pleased too

[poeticlicense12345]

SERGEJ ALEKSANDROVIČ JESENJIN

PISMO MAJCI

Jesi l živa, staričice moja? Sin tvoj živi i pozdrav ti šalje. Nek uvečer nad kolibom tvojom Ona čudna svjetlost sja i dalje. Pišu mi da viđaju te često Zbog mene veoma zabrinutu I da ideš svaki čas na cestu U svom trošnom starinskom kaputu. U sutonu plavom da te često Uvijek isto priviđenje muči: Kako su u krčmi finski nož U srce mi zaboli u tuči. Nemaj straha! Umiri se, draga! Od utvare to ti srce zebe. Tako ipak propio se nisam Da bih umro ne vidjevši tebe. Kao nekad, i sada sam nježan, I srce mi živi samo snom, Da što prije pobjegnem od jada I vratim se u naš niski dom. Vratit ću se kad u našem vrtu Rašire se grane pune cvijeta. Samo nemoj da u ranu zoru Budiš me ko prije osam ljeta. Nemoj budit odsanjane snove, Nek miruje ono čega ne bi: Odveć rano zamoren životom, Samo čemer osjećam u sebi. I ne uči da se molim. Pusti! Nema više vraćanja ka starom. Ti jedina utjeha si moja, Svjetlo što mi sija istim žarom. Umiri se! Nemoj da te često Viđaju onako zabrinutu, I ne idi svaki čas na cestu U svom trošnom starinskom kaputu. 1924. (Prijevod: Dobriša Cesarić)

[radiogornjigrad]

Sergej Jesenjin: Pismo ženi

Pismo ženi Vi pamtite. Vi sve pamtite, znamo, kako sam stajao vama sučelice; uzrujani ste išli sobom amo – tamo i grube mi riječi bacali u lice. Govorili ste: rastati se treba, slomio vas je ovaj život gadan. Vama je steći svoju koru hljeba, a meni , zna se, da sve niže padam. Ljubljena ! Srce niste dali meni. I niste znali da sred toga drača ja bijah kao konj, i sav u pjeni, ošinut bičem smiona…

[novaursa]

About Me

| She/Her | 31 Years Old | Aquarius Sun | Moon in Pisces | Rising in Capricorn | Croatian

My hobbies included writing, reading and gaming (but lately there has been little time for playing, since work and my personal life take most of my free time). I’m a senior vet. tech. that works under company that owns farms, but I’ve also worked for years in a vet. clinic. As a child I’ve enjoyed reading and writing poetry, in my high-school years I’ve drowned in works of Sergej A. Jesenjin and Dostojevski. My first touch with fantasy was Tolkien, before George R. R. Martin, and later with science fiction it was Frank Herbert. I’m also fan of H. P.  Lovecraft. My favorite TV Show is The X-Files and my favorite movie The Reign of Fire. I was born and raised in a small town and I still live here, though I've always dreamed of escaping somewhere else - to the places I've never seen and where people don't know my name and just be.

I suppose how I’ve always had this deep need to put my thoughts into words. As I was always deeply melancholic youth with images in my head that needed to be expressed, to the point of the insatiable urge to escape reality in quite moments of my life. It was painful at times - to the point where I could see clearly or smell pictures in my head. And they could not go until they were expressed and written down.

Oh, and my favorite color is gold with smell of tangerines. Just like that chocolate from my childhood - like that Nirvana song. 

If you have anymore questions about me, feel free to ask me.

I've decided to make it like this, so it's easier for the people to find it. This will be updated with time.

[shekyspeare]

nisam Kafka

da o otuđenju koju riječ bih napisao

iako otuđen od svijeta bivah

nisam Jesenjin

da opišem moju neobičnu ljubav prema jeseni

i u stih stavim melanholiju iz kredenca duše

nisam Ibrišimović

da o domovini ponosno retke izričem

iako krv bosanska mi vri

nisam Sidran

da tugu saspem u bočicu mastila

i poezijom o stradanju zborim

ja samo sam još jedna prolaznost

kojoj na putu za vječnost

On, Vječni, dovoljan bi

[brbljivica]

ja žudim za životom

jebite se samoubice

jebite se psihoterapeuti

jebite se anonimni pisci

koji žvrljate po zidovima

neka se jebe Branko Miljković

ako se ubio sam

ako nije

neka se jebu oni

koji su ga obesili o tanku granu

neka se jebu još:

Jesenjin

Majakovski

Džek London

Hemingvej

Virdžinija Vulf

i svi kojih ne mogu da se setim

a isto su se ubili

muka mi je.

Nemaju sve kuće dvorište - Katarina Mitrović

[adisharoney]

Ko je ljubio, taj ne ljubi više. Izgorelog niko ne zapali.

– Sergej Jesenjin

[love-n-purple]

Nemoj da ti je svejedno. Od toga se čovek ne oporavi.

Jesenjin

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[m2emacak]

"Ko je ljubio, taj ne ljubi više. Izgorelog, niko ne zapali." Jesenjin, "Ti me ne voliš"

[miloradroganovic]

Zajeseni se Jesenjin u meni...

[aristotels]

so proud of my cyrillics understanding i managed to read a full jesenjin's poem in it

[genshitotel]

like this is such a childe song... it’s an interepretation of “Letter to my mother” by Sergej Jesenjin it gives me chills every time it was literally written for him

They say you worry and fret about Which misfortune will fall unto me today? Will someone look at me the wrong way? Can I sleep peacefully tonight? Don't be afraid, calm down, dear It's the ghosts that give you chills. After all, I did not drink myself to ruin, as much That I would die, without seeing you. Old mother, write to  me about everything that pains you.. Who looks at your tired face? Who comforts you when you need it? And when winter comes and there is snow When the white storm deserts the city I will bring you my, heart, big like a mountain And eyes full of joy But it will never be the same again I got over my first love a long time ago If you ask who is kissing her now, Don't cry. Don't say it out loud.

[knjigeobradovic]

ISIDORA DANKAN (život, ljubav) - SERGEJ JESENJIN

ISIDORA DANKAN (život, ljubav) – SERGEJ JESENJIN

[strangeshepherd]

Planu vidik u plavom požaru

Planu vidik u plavom požaru.

Ljubljena daljina u magli osta.

Prvi put zapevah o ljubavnom žaru,

Prvi put mi je i skandala dosta.

Bio sam ko napuštena bašta,

I na žene, i na piće lakom.

Već mi dojadila ta zabava tašta

Da rasipam život i kapom i šakom.

Sad bih samo jos hteo da gledam

Zlatni vrtlog kad ti muti oči,

Da ti prošlost pomenuti ne dam,

kako ne bi mogla drugom poći.

Ko će tvome stasu da odoli!

Kad bi bila tvoja duša orna,

Shvatila bi kako mangup voli,

Shvatila bi kako je pokoran.

Ja bih ostavio krčme javne,

Ni stihove ne bih pisao, zanesen,

Samo bih ti ruke i kose tavne

Milovao cvetom, nežno, u jesen.

Pošao bih s tobom u daleki svet,

Gledamo: za nama naša prošlost osta.

Prvi put opevah ljubavi cvet,

Prvi put mi je i skandala dosta.

Sergej Jesenjin

[slovopletilja]

Sergej Jesenjin Ti ne voliš i ne želiš me

Đorđo de Kiriko Tajna i melanholija ulice

Pablo Neruda Ljubavna pjesma 2 (Noćas bih mogao napisati)