Sem Aljaž Čuden in prihajam iz Celja. Pesmi, ki jih pišem ob prostem času, pišem že približno 9 let.

Star sem 27 let in sem študent biokemije.

Pesmi pišem tako v slovenščini, kot tudi v angleščini.

Moje življenje je polno vzponov in padcev, a vendar sem največji optimist, kar jih poznam. Živim v prepričanju, da je vsak človek v svojem bistvu dober in da si vsak zasluži novo možnost.

Mislim da me je na pesniško pot pahnila srednješolska učiteljica slovenščine Darja Poglajen, vendar dvomim da se tega zaveda…

Sem neutolažljiv romantik, kar se kaže tudi v mojih pesmih, ki jih ponavadi navdihne ravno kakšen romantičen trenutek.

 Daydream

I can’t deny just what you mean,
The feeling, which is all to clean,
The rush I get in your sweet voice,
It feels I made the wisest choice.

I cannot see what lies ahead,
That’s why for you a tear I’d shed.
For mystery, it makes me sane,
It exercise is for my brain.

You’ve taken all I’ve given so far,
Without the notion of the wrong card.
You have my gratitude for that,
You made me happy, that’s a fact.

Because it seems that all my actions,
Cannot have had the slightest fractions
Of disapproval in your eyes,
This to me is such a prize.

Not a day now passes by me,
When I don’t see a scene before me:
My hand that’s tangled in your hair,
Your red lips moist, your dazzling stare…

And then, no words, just eyes, that care,
And say the words, the tongue won’t dare.
And then a kiss so soft and slow,
You feel the blood in your heart flow.

And so the moment seems to stretch,
Your heart it makes me want to catch.
And with it I might be content,
To keep the moment in time unbent.

A perfect drug

Every time I see you near,
There is nothing more to fear,
Nothing more to trouble me,
Troubles seem to disappear.

The proximity of your presence,
Not of you but of your essence,
Makes me levitate onto a level,
Where there cannot be a devil,
Where a sin cannot endure,
Nor a thought can be impure.

There I reach stupendous heights,
Never room for any doubts,
Drug completely takes me over,
A weight is taken from my shoulder.

But it is not a blur I see,
Crystal clear it comes to me,
Yet with words it can’t be told,
What inside of me I hold.

A sensation strong and pleasant
Shoots through flesh and veins and mind.
Nothing else, just you are present,
All the others left behind.

Here alone we are together,
The world we’re separated from.
A feeling that should last forever,
Makes me feel completely calm.

All I told you yet so far
Is not remotely what I feel.
Just resemblance to a feeling,
That I hold to me so dear.

Still I know this to be true,
And I share it just with you,
It’s the ultimate in knowledge,
And you learn it not in college.

It’s a drug so real I feel,
And to you I deeply kneel,
Because that drug is you, I fear,
It is my love for you, my dear.

My heart

Someone’s resting in my heart,
And it seems I’ve lost my guard.
For I have ever been so cautious,
Not to let myself get nauseous.

To be true, my heart gets bigger,
Every time I come too near her.
It accommodates for thoughts unseen,
For every touch that rests on skin.

It gets bigger, it is healing,
When I get to have that feeling.
It encompasses me whole,
When I sense it start to grow.

And the feeling is supreme,
Would not change it for a thing.
It’s like drugs, yet takes me higher,
And it burns inside like fire.

Even so, it does not singe.
It keeps it warm, it’s like a hinge.
It sways the door this way and that,
It regulates love and regret.

And when it fills, I feel at ease,
Promiscuity of thoughts recedes,
And the clarity of life I live,
Makes me see, that I should give.

Mistique

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How will you ever know what’s me,
What makes me tick with life you see?
What makes me draw the air I breathe?
What is in me, you seek and need?
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I cannot tell you all these things,
I cannot see what future brings,
I can’t undo the things of past,
I dearly hope some things will last.
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And even though you are not here,
I send you kisses sweet and dear,
I send to you on winds unseen,
My thoughts till now that yet have been.
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To hold you in my arms so tight,
The beat of hearts would spread to might.
The stars to shine with silver lights,
Our minds to wind up to the heights.
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Your laughter sweet I dearly miss,
I long for bliss that’s in your kiss.
My hand that softly would caress
Your hair and face, would be a bless.
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And if you feel I make no sense,
That stream of thought I have is dense,
Then I would have to say it’s true,
Though I’ve made this poem just for YOU!
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