"milivojev" poems
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Snow. Ice. Bitterness.
Fear. Huger. Distress.
Darkness.
Hopelessness.
Without water and electricity.
Without liberty.
Nobody, just me,
and a cold blanket
sighing sadly.
And nothing else.
Betrayals countless.
Without a friendly face.
Without an embrace.
Puddles of tears surround me,
I will cut my wrists to end this misery.
My frostbite wounds
Millions of people are passing by
never a one to stop
to offer a shoulder on which to cry
I don’t need anything
no cash, no bread
no shoes, no roof over my head
just a single heart to start beating
beating for me, crazily.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:43 PM UTC
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The Ancient of the Days,
can you see what he is wearing,
Cardinal shoes made of children’s skin
wrung out from the veins
Last drop of blood that remains
overflowing tankers
Come through the secret bunkers
Descend to the underground
To the cities of gold
The gardens in diamonds adorned
Hotels palatial
Death camps infernal
Where thousands of children abducted
Cry in the clutches of the devil
They will invite you to dine
Pour adrenalin into your wine
Baby roast on the menu
Bones burning in the fireplace just for you
They will forever be returning
Rejuvenated with blood, rejoicing
to walk among men in shoes of cardinal skin
Stepping over dead bees just the same
Compassion they’ll say is their name
Whilst from those cities underground
From their laboratories
Millions of bacteria and viruses
Are killing your world mercilessly
The poles and icebergs they are melting away
Torrents will bring you to dismay
Tsunami will crumble the cities to ruins
Earthquake will shatter graves and dreams
Everything you have they will turn to dust
Drought will ablaze crops to crust
Of hunger millions will die
Poisons are raining from the sky
To the bones of children cast thy eye
to the bottom of the sea where they lie
look inside the savage eyes,
yearning for demise
gleaming with innocence
of the fallen victims’ cries
The Ancient of the Days can you see
The Heavens are yearning for equity
Without the soul void is poetry
Let the world,
That endures the humiliation silently
Frightened of camps and lethality
- be free.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:21 AM UTC
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Stranger to the audience.
Stranger in the community and the family.
A stranger to one’s own mother,
A shadow to one’s own shadow,
A foreigner in the country of one’s own,
in every land he has been in
In the town he was born in
Abandoned by hope
in every town worldwide
on every planet one could find.
A worldwise vagabond,
With disheartened face,
targeted by murderers and madman alike
Across distant deserts and seas
Windbourne with no goals or dreams.
Betrayed by everyone,
Abandoned tranquilly
“friends” fiends,
He has forgiven them,
Perished to the infinite
Never to be back again.
For noone will ache,
love or forgive,
man is a machine with nothing to give.
All life in one suitcase
unsettled, macabre
soaring across dreary universe
homeless, roofless,
with no dreams or aim,
weary of World’s pain.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 6:49 PM UTC
Sasha Milivoyev
BLACK STONE
Mecca, Saudi Arabia
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
By the Black Stone
Sinful, on my knees,
with tears in my eyes,
I'm pleading,
begging for forgiveness,
when blood-red turned the skies,
the stone grew darker,
blacker than night,
and it used to be white,
as luminous as the daylight,
when from the Garden above,
it fell many a warm Mays ago,
when it fell from Jannah,
far, far down below,
it was whiter than milk
and whiter than snow,
blackened from within,
from human malice and sin.
Never let it slip away,
the dushman came from far away,
tried bringing Kaaba to its knees,
killing Muslims,
the desert still bleeds,
covered in corpses,
devoured by rodents and beasts.
The Judgement Days are dawning soon.
The Sun will stop,
merge with the Moon,
Into the particles
the hills will be shattered,
spill like the honey that is melted,
Allah will be a righteous judge to everyone,
To the fires of hell, the monsters will succumb,
The stone will shine
with whiteness of dazzling purity,
The stone will be singing eternally,
The songs of joy, love and harmony.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Copyright © by Sasha Milivoyev, 2022
Sep 7, 2022
Sep 7, 2022 at 3:18 AM UTC
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A bloodthirsty old woman you see,
a cockroach from Satan’s
“Crisis Committee”,
For long she pillaged,
children she snatched and slayed
their blood she drank and ate,
to rejuvenate.
She flayed their skin,
affixed in place on her own face,
Corona was her name,
The old hag was insane.
When her evil deeds were told,
the airplanes soared,
in aim to **** us all.
On Earth they made the poisons fall.
They had us all locked down,
with muzzles restrained,
padlocks and chains,
ankle bracelets for home detention,
false tests on prescription,
deceived and plundered,
blamed for infection,
medications proscribed,
fresh air they denied,
On our freedom they put boundaries,
halfwits, scoundrels.
And when they “eased up” on their “measures”,
the camps were full over the rim,
large - scale butchering,
looted livers and kidneys,
burning the living victims,
“to prevent the spread of infection”
evidence concealed for our own protection.
She had working hours,
sleeping before noon,
was contagious only in the afternoon.
Half the world she vaccinated,
with poisons injected,
what is going on,
you are going to see,
billions of dead bodies are yet to be!
Forget we must not,
Lest not forgive,
Let’s arrest and sentence them to death,
they should not be left to live!
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Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Copyright © by Saša Milivojev, 2020 - 2022 - All Rights Reserved
Jun 14, 2022
Jun 14, 2022 at 6:40 PM UTC
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Beams of light are entering shyly
into the darkness through
dungeon bars
Carried from the bridge are resounding
Screams and chains and wailing cries
Confined prisoners the defiant
The suffering paying their price
The walls are echoing
With whispers of the final prayer
Falling down the tears of blood
Frightened by the ferrous tide
And the Infinity’s deadly voicelessness
Perished the wholesome
the innocent the hungry
Against the injustice to rebel
To their children bid farewell
For the freedom of their children
when they drew
that final breath
Drawing close the final moments, my life
May you never forget
That moment of horrid death
The innocent could not object
The prison drowned
in tempestuous sea
Immersed the dungeons
in sharp water entirely
To pieces scattered victims hearts
Bodies and souls torn apart
With a screaming cry
Heavens let out a painful sigh
Saša Milivojev in Venice
9.11.2012.
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:14 PM UTC
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It’s raining snake venom
from the clear blue skies,
millions of bacteria,
stench of excrement,
genes of mice and rats,
lead powder dust, quicksilver droplets,
on the planet of the “reptiles”
piles of human corpses.
They poisoned God no less,
and all else is vague,
Here comes hunger and agony,
rabies, AIDS and plague.
Put your mask on.
Lock up your doors.
Street is not the place to be,
The horror is outdoors,
the devil has come,
to take you to the camp,
the great dying has begun.
Prepare to retaliate!
Below the camp they are harrowing
it’s gas chambers they’re preparing.
And I am stealing time,
blood-soaked to my knees,
to defend myself with explosives,
as the fool once said:
“Graveyards will be too small for us all”.
Even on the verge of the abyss, no less,
in the face of pestilence be fearless,
someone will remain,
children will be birthing just the same,
Thy will be done,
noone can extinguish the Sun.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:37 AM UTC
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I will quench my thirst on water spring
I will recall bygone memories
Will awaken Sahasrara chakra
With Heavenly lustre from above
I shall join the Light in Glory with Love
That in luminosity its way will find
Bringing Peace to the Spirit of Mankind.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:37 AM UTC
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Sent by God to thaw me
Our genes to entwine
Endure all instead of me
Delight me with the light you shine
Warm my fervent heart like iron
Mother
When your soul gave life to me
You flew away like a firefly
Nursed with milk by destiny
Bathed its babe in tears she cried
Embraced was I by loneliness
Murdered by love’s sweet caress
Mother
Don’t shed your tears
Don’t kneel
My soul will help you heal
Once all is encompassed by silence and agony
Too late we were to meet, you and me
And so crucified Mother I had to be
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:05 PM UTC
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(Dedicated to my friend,
Isidora Bjelica)
Tonight, I turned my eyes
Towards star-studded skies
Ever so softly God said to me
That he has gifted you with immortality
God’s envoy in lands of men
Offering a helping hand
It was you, the brave, he was to select
In what you create
Life and death to reflect
To truth once again to light our way
The Pain of the World to take away
Our dungeons to illuminate
Throughout the world, you wandered free
The world enlightened by the spirit of thee
From faces unhappy you set smiles to be free
And so, by God, you deserved to be
Gifted with immortality
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 6:54 PM UTC
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I have been searching for you
in the centuries
In lost dreams
In icy seas
Tracks covered in snow
And you are no more
Everyone ‘s undone
Winds! Turn me to ice
A monument of ice
To be awakened
By soft rays of light
Once a heart is thawed
It will beat for you
Memories I lost
Turn my blood to frost
Tear droplet so young
On snow covered ground
I shine from afar
But no one awaits
To lessen my pain
That is neverending
Winds! Turn me to ice
A monument of ice
To be awakened
By soft rays of light
Once a heart defrosts
It will beat for you
Sun will disembogue
Like honey that’s thawed.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:26 AM UTC
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Far away
Beyond the Sun
I hear the aching beats
Of a broken heart
The umbilical cord has ripped apart
Scattered through the desert
the milky drops are glittering
In your trail your abandoned „baby “
is crawling and howling
Remained but an empty
Sandy nest
Now the time has come to rest
All things now cried bitterly
to standstill brought the Infinity
Weathered I wandered
Entwined in torment it was mine to face
I would resurrect in your embrace
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:17 PM UTC
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And I have died,
in antiquity,
and noone ached for me.
Some rejoiced,
young as I was, as I bled on the cross,
drenched in blood, in agony.
Not a single tear rolled down for me,
when they nailed my bones to yew,
the dzelats were singing sneeringly.
and I was smiling, forgivingly.
In that life so brief,
in that cauldron of hell
in the tarnished jaws
I begged for love with poetry,
fruitlessly.
And as I have perished
to all I have forgiven,
soaring to Third Heaven.
Into the mountains of crimson jade,
Barefoot with the angels I stroll,
It is raining milk and honey
on the squares of the city of gold,
just as it did before.
Here, there is no pain and misery,
resentment and poverty, fear and sin,
by the beautiful streams,
sweet fruits are blossoming,
here, love is always waiting for you
when you come to stay from far, far away.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Copyright © by Saša Milivojev, 2022 - All Rights Reserved
Jun 19, 2022
Jun 19, 2022 at 5:15 PM UTC
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To overcome, relinquish
and forget,
black – hearted eyes, as well as innocent,
feigned words of solace
and bitter embrace.
To forget the joys, affections and desires,
hardship and bliss,
friends and enemies,
smiles and tears and prayers.
To be insincere.
To write no more verses.
To trust not a soul.
To understand no one and naught.
To forgive not.
To pass a verdict ‘pon oneself of
remoteness and taciturnity.
And soar towards the glistening
of Cosmic dark infinity.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:30 AM UTC
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(In the rhythm of the Pain of the World a song dedicated to a girl from Yemen who died of starvation)
- Mother I am hungry,
I am hungry momma.
- Sleep now my beloved,
close your eyes and see,
from Jannah your father
shall return to thee.
Through remnants and ruins
and dunes of blood
seas full of dead bodies
and starving sharks
walked towards the sun in the skies
barefoot, faint and hungry
girl with teary eyes.
I am hungry momma…
Hungry mothers tears are trying to hide
from the eyes of their children
seeing mountains of bones
of those who died
Body covered In abaya, crucified
trembling in the eye of the child
Even heavens cried the ****** tears
yet from brazen World
not a word was heard
- Daddy will not come back,
Instead to him I shall go.
I am not afraid to go on my own,
but mother, I am too late, I know,
Look at my bones, look at me,
my skin they cannot carry.
Bomb blasted
the Yemen train
ravaged the desert to deserted plain
dug out a living wound
a troop of pupils in a single day
to the voiceless pit forever put to lay
Wails are deafening,
fallen on their wedding died groom and bride
chilling cries on Pluto echoing
Clouds blushed in pink,
Angels all perished in a blink
Momma I am waiting for you,
smiling and hungry no more,
Come, daddy is waiting for thee
by the Jannah door.
Emerald green garden is growing,
fig tree is in bloom,
The river of milk and honey is flowing.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:41 AM UTC
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(On the consequences of biological warfare
and experimentation on humans.
Disturbing images in verse)
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What is the world breathing in?
We are perishing,
***** rains are falling,
Poisons and genes,
Rodents and savages,
The tailed and the horned.
These are not the bacteria nor the viruses
nor the “Conspiracy Theories”,
But Satan’s blood thirsty savages,
Monstrosities from the laboratories.
With a head of the child
and a body of a snake
He is mourned by his mother,
He doesn’t even resemble the old man
- the horned goat - his father.
Millions of ex-people
witlessly meandering the planet,
on all fours! Invertedly.
At times someone even flies,
reversedly.
Jumping locusts,
We’re becoming crickets,
Rodents and cripples,
Vaccinated monkeys,
hair-covered in the scorched rainforests.
Babies are no longer crying,
Only frogs can be heard croaking!
How wicked have we become,
We are the monstrosities,
In the fires of Hell
on roasts we shall turn,
Extinguishing with our tears
and our blood the flames
that forever will burn.
Is this the end?
- It’s not the end.
The end with the punishment
will not come to an end.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:27 AM UTC
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Happy and all smiles
Greteful to the Skies
In love crazily
We sang blissfully
Life we worshiped
Of what was yet to come we dreamed
Never in a million years we'd fear
The hell that was becoming was near
All we have come by
Gone in a blink of an eye
You plundered everything from us
Cursed criminals
Thirsting for blood savages
Tore our hearts into pieces
Slayed a child in a crib
Brothers and sisters to the gallows
In petrol set to flames
Barbarians
Shattered all our dreams
Crumbled all to dust
Extinguished the sun
Darkness
Gruesome fear
For death we were escaping
Hungry and shoeless
Through this world so heartless
Seeking the inconsolable salvation
Upon that hellish flight
From that gruesome war
We came across some folk divine
Who planted a seed of hope
Once upon a border crossing
We were battered
For help when we were seeking
In the forest of the howling wolves
We were hiding
Embraced by the flames of fire
We were warming
The new day was dawning
You were woken by the pain within
we cut the umbilical cord you and I
When we heard our son's first cry
As once we cried the tears of joy
Illuminated by the sun
Happiness incarnated
The new life has begun.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:38 PM UTC
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Liliana Grbić
AN AMULET FOR MY SON
(FOR SAŠA MILIVOJEV)
(Dedicated to “The Prince of Contemporary Literature of Serbia”, “The Poet of Mystical Flight and Meditation” by his Professor of Literature)
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Spread your wings my son
Never stop to fly
The world will envy you
Embrace your own Sky
Leave these Skies behind
Before darkness falls
Here, where love is scarce
And you have the force
My love will be shield you from
spells and loneliness
My thoughts will be your trail
Will not let you waste away
Your heart’s unshaken
It beats for what it wants
Don’t let them drag you down
You’re not born to drown
Spread your wings my son
Safe harbour waits for thee
Your soul is fair
Your smile is beauty
A gift of God is a letter
That’s written by your hand
You deserve to take
All good that life can give
They will try to break you
Plain and wretched souls
Retailor destiny and dreams
On that soft palm of yours
To crumble all that is angelic in you
With their wicked thought to dust
Don’t fear
The future calls you,
under the brighter Skies it draws you.
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:30 PM UTC
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Grateful to the skies
And the darkest nights,
To the moon and stars
That are my night’s lights.
Morning and the Mosques
That wake me unsleeping,
When hopes of new victories
Upon me are awakening.
Through these empyrean gardens
Where black gold is flowing,
No wicked thoughts are growing.
No sadness and hunger,
Resentment and pain,
Here, one can love again.
In the warm desert
Thirsting for love.
Grateful my life,
To the blue infinity of freedom
To the Sun that shines the light
That gilts the sands with golden flames
And the Sea that hums a lullaby
Whose waters rise and fall with tide.
Drown the troubles, surface blessedness,
Here, where every cry diminishes.
Grateful to the Nature, Earth and Water
For the yields,
Sweet fruits,
Bees on flowers,
Honeyed lips,
Coconut in the palms of my hands
And the wild beasts
That emboldened me.
The compassionate
And the charitable.
To the seed of men,
Mothers that birth
Children that warm our hearts
And the old that leave this Earth,
And the snakes that devour the pests,
And the bird that on your shoulder rests,
And a camel that winks with her eye,
That knows how to smile.
So rejoice,
now and not tomorrow.
Rejoice.
May the world be as such,
Life a song without a wail
Serene like a fairytale.
Saša Milivojev
Jun 9, 2019
Jun 9, 2019 at 2:24 AM UTC
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I am looking back
Hoping you would follow
Waiting for you to come back to me
To tell me that you love me
In the darkness astray
Still holding me dear
As if you were here
Yet you are on your way
From the angel’s hand so fine
Nettle burned this heart of mine
Drunk on love
Lost my mind
My soul in wastelands
has gone astray
Searching to you to find its way
If I find thee
Give myself to me
At least to have myself
Since I have lost thee
You are looking back
Hoping I will follow
Waiting for me to return to you
To tell you I love you
In the darkness astray
I have let you go
I am on my way
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:00 PM UTC
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In this century withal
Rivers of blood still flow
Bombs echo
Children are being killed
Heads are being severed
Millions are starving
Diseases are devouring
And you are singing
The gallows are trembling
In the valley of the fallen
In the salty tears
With our putrescent sores
We fall prey to the crows
Our festering entrails
For the starving wolves
A shattered house
Little boy is weeping
Over the body of his Father
That forever now is sleeping
Schools Temples and bridges bleeding
bloodstained wedding guests are screaming
Little white coffins
Maternal howls
Above Uranus
Hear the painful growls
Delirious poets are prattling
And not a word are you uttering
They blinded you
When they ***** your daughter
Strangled ‘er with the wire
They abducted your brothers
Tortured in the cellar
Shattered their fingers
With ferrous clubs
With a saw agape their skulls
Their legs wagons lacerated
Their limbs with machete dissected
Flayed the skin of their backs
Dumpers of corpses
Bulldozers to the grave consigned
Roads run over their bones in cement confined
Bodies filled the bottomless well over the brim
Come closer
Look within
The infinite darkness of the abyss
To hear the silence of the universe
A spark is glistening in an innocent eye
Children are helplessly falling to the dust
Venomous saliva dripping from their mouth
As their rosy intumescent faces bust
In their closing prayer
Reverends to a cross immured
Laughing at the stake they burned
Tender ivory cherubs
Flew away like a flock of birds
Rip my heart out from my chest
As I am unsleeping
May your golden ship catch wind away from shore
To raise your glass of blood once more
As you feast your eyes in silence
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:09 AM UTC
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Silent
The Skies are silent
The Moon awakes me
The Night gently embraces me
You are no longer on the shore
Where with salt ourselves we smeared
Dreamed and to the Sea we used to croon
Oh, my Beloved,
Unfold
For me the stairs of the Moon
Plush toys I shall scatter
Down our dunes of sand
The memories are calling me
Wait for me
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:21 PM UTC
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Never a one stood in my way
When I set my sails away
Wavy was the sea
And no one was in the least surprised
To see me barefoot with their eyes
Walking on water
And to infinity forever saying my goodbyes
I remember the light that was ablaze
Beaming
I was illuminated by the Sun
That was blinding
Blinding
As I was ascending
The ladders to the Welkin
Striving to perceive
Amid the strangers
A face that I hold dear.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 2:33 AM UTC
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The sun has stopped.
Mankind has fallen
Evil has carried the day
Blowing the angels away
One and all is just as lonely
The lost are wandering the world
Abandoned, heartbroken
Their traces, as if they never were before
There is Love no more
Somewhere, away from the wicked
Night is yearning for the sun
Where the endless pit finishes
Where the dream extinguishes
The wound has healed
The song rendered speechless
In pursuit of redemption
The Poet was left voiceless.
Where there are no tears
no shoulder to cry on
no time to repent
no chance to forgive
Where there is no misery
Where stops all joy and treachery
What will be will be,
Not even a whisper of a prayer
to sound
There is no more poetry
- ring the curtain down.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 6:46 PM UTC
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Punished by God
Mourned by the Angels
Wandering aimlessly in search of a friend
On all sides of the world from end to end
Melancholy is killing me
Cursed land
Faces a million
and eyes of tarnished souls
Hearts of concrete
Have no sympathy
For my sadness,
adversity, hunger and misery
None can feel the pain of a cry
In a mirror unseen by my own eye
Bright light has summoned me
Resonated the echo of Thee
By the sweet fruits was I called
As by the lustrous gold
To perish in the quicksand instead
Watching silently
Those who swore my friends to be
When we shared one candy
To four parts equally
I have no more time
To beg tarnished souls
for love with my songs
All hope has abandoned me
I am the culprit of my own agony.
Saša Milivojev
Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
www.sasamilivojev.com
Jun 25, 2022
Jun 25, 2022 at 7:10 PM UTC