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\u0160OLSKO LETO 2022\/23<\/h1>\n<\/div>
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Nemir<\/h1>\n

Pesni\u0161ka zbirka dijakov in dijakinj EGS\u0160 2022\/2023<\/h3>\n

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Dobrodo\u0161li in vabljeni k branju, obiskovalci spletnega Nemira, leto\u0161nje digitalne zbirke pesmi. Pred vami so dija\u0161ki verzi, ki izra\u017eajo mladostni\u0161ki pogled na svet, razgrinjajo intimne prostore, skrite in odkrite misli, slike in izraze odnosov ter ob\u010dutij. Zbrane pesmi so tudi trenutni pobeg iz tegob vsakdanjika, orisi bole\u010din in lepote, odraz vsega, kar vpliva na ob\u010dutke in odnos do sveta. Pesem je to, kar nas obdaja, lahko je Ni\u010d ali Vse, kot se je neko\u010d tudi meni zapisalo:<\/p>\n

Ni\u010d ali skrivnost pesmi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Kepico sonca, sne\u017einko navdiha
\ndrobec navade, zapredek strasti.
\n\u017eli\u010dko vznesenosti, lon\u010dek prepiha,
\npo\u017eirek za\u010dudenja, zatrep la\u017ei.<\/p>\n

\u010cevelj\u010dek greha, ko\u0161\u010dek razvade,
\nprst izobilja, kapljo sveta.
\nSe\u017eenj razdalje, kon\u010dek prevlade,
\npest razo\u010daranja, sen ali dva.<\/p>\n

Tri verze ni\u010da, en zlog ti\u0161ine,
\nkitico molka, vmesja naklon,
\npavzo kri\u010danja, meter praznine,
\nen vdih zavesti, zamrzel sklon.<\/p>\n

Misli za\u010detek, konec premika,
\nsmrti povzetek, rojstvo miru.
\nmigljaj pogleda, trepet jezika,
\nvonje dotikov, sesutje zidu.
\n…<\/p>\n

Pesem si cela, te potrebujem,<\/em>
\nali odmikam od tebe se stran?<\/em>
\nSi \u0161e vsa bela, kadar te snujem,<\/em>
\nmar tudi tebe mrcvari ta dan?<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Vabim vse, ki radi pi\u0161ete in bi se nam \u017eeleli pridru\u017eiti, da tudi sami prispevate svoje drobce Nemira!<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n

Lidija Brezav\u0161\u010dek, mentorica<\/strong><\/p>\n

Katja Komljanec, pregled angle\u0161kih besed<\/p>\n

Ana Hlebanja, oblikovanje pesni\u0161ke zbirke in jezikovni pregled<\/p>\n

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Dva<\/h2>\n

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Zamujeni vsakdan se prebudi v prilo\u017enosti.
\nKo zagleda\u0161 svojo polovico, se glas izgubi.
\nPreden se razpo\u010di\u0161, preden bo prepozno,
\ndaj besedi njeno iskreno vsebino:<\/p>\n

Ne jo\u010di, saj nisi sama, dva sva.
\nTukaj sem jaz in tukaj si ti,
\nvzel ti bom vse skrbi.<\/p>\n

Ko se tvoj nasmeh izgubi,
\nsvet potemni in ponikne smisel, upanje.
\n\u010ce nisva eno, sva ni\u010d.<\/p>\n

Petra Markelj, 1. a<\/p>\n<\/div>

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Rde\u010da marela<\/h2>\n

Neko\u010d je \u017eivela rde\u010da marela,
\nki nikdar ni znala postavat’ brez dela.
\nPostala je tudi pravi model,
\nsvet treh umetnikov z njo je vzcvetel.<\/p>\n

Je Sternen zaradi nje bil ves vesel,
\nsliko kazil le obraz je ves bel.
\nKer pa je Matej Maler res tapravi,
\nje vedel takoj, kako stvar se postavi.<\/p>\n

Evo, Marela: Najbolj\u0161a ocena!
\nZdaj lahko loti\u0161 se drugega dela.
\nKar pojdi v svet, neko\u010d nek poet
\nupesnil ves tvoj bo pre\u010dudni planet.<\/p>\n

Mladenki pa re\u010de, naj v hipu se sle\u010de,
\nda slika imela bo vsaj kak kontrast,
\nne sivo in belo, prej \u010drno in rde\u010de \u2013
\nda vse to ne bo le marelina strast.<\/p>\n

Takrat gospodi\u010dna mo\u010dno zardi,
\nportret zacveti, slikar za\u017eari:
\n“Roza, prosim, daj kontakt,
\nnaslednja slika tvoj bo akt!”<\/p>\n

Podobe iz sanj<\/h2>\n

So sanje more\u010de stra\u0161ljivo groze\u010de
\nin jutro ne ve, da v nevarnosti je.
\nNo\u010d vse to sluti, no\u010d vse to ve,
\na kako naj nesre\u010dnemu dnevu pove?<\/p>\n

Negibno razmi\u0161lja, se v hipu zave:
\nre\u0161itev je blizu \u2013 v njej sami nekje.<\/p>\n

So sanje vsebina, zamisel, globina.
\nKo mora me v spanju bo spet ohromila
\nin sanje barvite \u010drnina prekrila,
\nz lepoto v nov dan se bom sprehodila.<\/p>\n

Ker bistvo Sveta sta Ljubezen in Mir.
\nNaj misel nam ta prodre v zavest.
\nVsebina je ve\u010dna, premaga nemir!
\nIn ve\u010d kot nas bo, lep\u0161a bo vest.<\/p>\n

Pravi prijatelj<\/h2>\n

Pravi prijatelj
\nti vedno pove
\nto\u010dno to, kar ti gre.<\/p>\n

Pravi prijatelj pusti,
\nda ljubi\u0161
\npovsem druge stvari.<\/p>\n

Lahko, da se zmoti,
\nlahko te kdaj rani,
\na prava ljubezen
\nvse to popravi.<\/p>\n

Le zvesti zdr\u017eijo,
\nko se vsi razbe\u017eijo,
\nsaj prijateljstvo igra ni,
\ntemve\u010d v srcu le\u017ei.<\/p>\n

Tako dale\u010d si stran,
\na v srcu si vedno z mano,
\n\u010deprav se vidiva le
\nna kak\u0161en prav poseben dan.<\/p>\n

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Poletje<\/h2>\n

Ko pomlad preide v poletje,
\nIvana iz galerije zbe\u017ei v cvetje.
\nRo\u017e\u2019ce nabira, skrbno jih prebira,
\nv ve\u010dne vence jih zbira.<\/p>\n

Vmes vplete spomine,
\notro\u0161ke mojstrovine,
\n\u010dudovite umetnine,
\nmo\u010dne korenine …<\/p>\n

V cveto\u010dem zelenju
\nmed otro\u0161kim vrvenjem
\npa ves \u010das nekaj skaklja.
\nZeleni \u0161krat, morda \u2013 kobilica?<\/p>\n

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Zvezdni trenutek ve\u010dnosti<\/h2>\n

Dajte mi platno,
\nza barvito zamisel \u2013
\nzdaj, da ne mine.<\/p>\n

Eva Maler, 1. g<\/p>\n

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Nemir<\/h2>\n

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Spomnim se trenutka, ko si prvi\u010d me ljubila,
\nrekla si, da filingov teh ne bo\u0161 ‘zgubila,
\nspomni se, ko si me prvi\u010d poljubila,
\ntvoje ustnice so bolj\u0161e k’ mamila.
\nVsaki\u010d ko sem te sre\u010dal, mi sr\u010dek je zapel,
\nslabo bi se po\u010dutil, \u010de ne bi te objel.
\nUpam, da razume\u0161 me, da sem preve\u010d trpel,
\nmogo\u010de bi b’lo bolj\u0161e spremen’t’ se v pepel.
\nNemir prisoten je, ko konec bli\u017ea se,
\n\u010de ne bi je spoznal,
\nzdaj ne bi se kesal.<\/p>\n

Alja\u017e Magdi\u010d, 2. b<\/p>\n

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Maria Antoaneta<\/h2>\n

Sladka sem in sama dobrota me obliva,
\nne misli, da pod vso to sladkobo grenkoba se ne skriva.
\n\u010ceprav sem \u0161e tako topla,
\nznotraj nisem votla.<\/p>\n

Ne me\u010di me pre\u010d,
\nin ne vzemi mi preve\u010d \u2026
\nNajina \u010dustva tesno so oprijeta,
\nsaj nisi Maria Antoaneta!<\/p>\n

Mojega sladkornega jezika je sama ostrina,
\nglavo ti odseka moja besedna giljotina.<\/p>\n

Uspeh<\/h2>\n

Blestela sem med zvezdami na nebu,
\nres pustila sem svoj sij,
\nA zdaj utrujena sem in oprijemam se za nekaj,
\n\u010desar v mojem \u017eivljenju \u017ee dolgo ve\u010d ni \u2026<\/p>\n

Roke<\/h2>\n

Nohti zgrizeni do kosti,
\ntreso\u010de se dlani.
\nPoglej jih, kaj ti poved\u00f3 sedaj?
\n\u017de ure strmim vanje in ne razumem, zakaj \u2026<\/p>\n

Iste dlani se niso branile
\nzunanje sile.
\nZato sedaj delajo mnogo ve\u010d,
\nv upu, da izmijejo ga pre\u010d.<\/p>\n

Umazanijo neko\u010d \u017ee \u010das bo splaknil.
\nA moje dlani nikdar ve\u010d ne bodo take kot prej,
\n\u010de ima\u0161 dekle za ne\u010disto po tem, ko si se je dotaknil,
\nle svoje roke najprej poglej.<\/p>\n

Po\u0161ast<\/strong><\/h2>\n

Najbr\u017e \u017ee ve\u0161 nekaj o po\u0161astih iz knjig, o princih in zmajih lete\u010dih,
\nin o zlomljenih srcih junakov trpe\u010dih.<\/p>\n

Med nami take po\u0161asti \u017eivijo,
\nna neslutena srca pre\u017eijo.<\/p>\n

Naivna sem padla v po\u0161astno ukano,
\nnedol\u017enost mi je izgrizel in na njenem mestu pustil globoko rano.<\/p>\n

Meduza<\/p>\n<\/div>

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We are<\/h2>\n

We are sun and moon.
\nWe are sugar and salt.
\nWe are laughter and tears.
\nWe are medicine and poison.
\nWe are day and night.
\nWe are light and darkness.
\nWe are white and black.
\nWe are love and hate.
\nWe are silence and noise.
\nWe are everything and nothing!<\/p>\n

Lana Traven, 1. a<\/p>\n

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Countdown<\/h2>\n

Well if you wanted me to punch a guy in the face then you should\u2019ve just said so
\nAnd if you really wanted me to stand up for myself
\nYou should\u2019ve said that
\nYears ago<\/p>\n

I\u2019m back, back, back again
\nPumping adrenaline
\n\u2018Cause I\u2019m bored as fuck and I can
\nSo let\u2019s destroy this town, countdown (POW)<\/p>\n

You say I\u2019m falling behind when it\u2019s you who hit your peak too fast
\nNo, well then maybe it\u2019s just me
\nWho finally found motivation to find a
\nFixer<\/p>\n

I\u2019m back, back, back again
\nPumping adrenaline
\n\u2018Cause I\u2019m bored as fuck and I can
\nSo let\u2019s destroy this town, countdown (POW)<\/p>\n

And now it\u2019s time for a countdown
\n10 \u2026, 9 \u2026, 8 \u2026, 7 \u2026, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
\nLet\u2019s go
\nFor sure
\nI\u2019m not going to tip-toe anymore
\n\u2018Cause I\u2019m out of control<\/p>\n

I\u2019m back, back, back again
\nPumping adrenaline
\n\u2018Cause I\u2019m bored as fuck and I can
\nSo let\u2019s destroy this town, countdown (POW)<\/p>\n

I’ll Kill God<\/h2>\n

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I was never good at sports
\nbut if it’s the one thing that I’ll win
\nit’s this war
\nsince you’re just dancing and prancing around like a little toy
\nnow you can’t mourn
\nyou don’t have time
\nyou’ve got to roar back
\nor I’ll give you a heart attack
\nmake you lose track
\nmake you out of control
\nmake you never wanna come back
\nno more<\/p>\n

I’ll kill god
\nI’ll make him pay for it
\nsold my soul to the devil for some content
\nI’ll kill god
\nI’ll make him pay for it
\nI’ll go down in history even the prophets
\nwill talk about it<\/p>\n

So so long, goodbye
\nyou can try
\nbut I’ll stay undefeated
\nyour death, I’ll make you wish for it
\nAnd if you wish to defeat me train for another billion years heheheh<\/p>\n

The Demons Will Get You<\/h2>\n

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She was a bad girl
\nShe looked like something no one ever should
\nShe was violent
\nYeah she can kill you in more ways than murder<\/p>\n

Well I guess it\u2019s already ten minutes \u2018till midnight
\nYou can already see the black in her eyes
\nDon\u2019t go to her room
\nThe demons will get you way too soon
\nBecause she is addicted, yeah she is addicted
\nTo the loneliness<\/p>\n

The demons will get you
\nThe demons will get you
\nThe demons won\u2019t let you
\nGet too close to her
\nThe demons will get you
\nThe demons will get you
\nThe demons will help her
\nYou better run<\/p>\n

Because she can\u2019t help it
\nShe wants to be alone
\nThough she still wants someone to love her
\nEven though she probably can\u2019t la, la, la, la, love them back
\nDon\u2019t know whose life is more tragic
\nYours or hers
\nIf you ask \u201cwhen will she go away?\u201d you\u2019re absurd
\nShe wants to see the torture so she mi, mi, mi, mi might stab your back
\nWell I guess it\u2019s already ten minutes \u2018till midnight
\nYou can already see the black in her eyes
\nDon\u2019t go to her room
\nThe demons will get you way too soon
\nBecause she is addicted, yea she is addicted
\nTo the loneliness<\/p>\n

The demons will get you
\nThe demons will get you
\nThe demons won\u2019t let you
\nGet too close to her
\nThe demons will get you
\nThe demons will get you
\nThe demons will help her
\nYou better run<\/p>\n

Rox Felix<\/p>\n

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I Think I’m In Love<\/h2>\n

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Daylight sky, I see it why
\nin nightime lost, you see it why
\nyou’ve been on my mind
\njust to see it why you’re gone
\nyou would never change for no better days I know<\/p>\n

I think I’m in love
\nI think I’m in love with you<\/p>\n

sunshine eyes, just tell me why
\nthe sunshine goes, so noone knows<\/p>\n

I think that I’m in love<\/p>\n

Tristan Gra\u0161i\u010d 3. g<\/p>\n

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15. 4. \u2013 svetovni dan mladih prostovoljcev<\/h1>\n
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