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Sleepwalking

Saša Milivojev - SLEEPWALKING

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

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Not Afraid of Fate

Saša Milivojev - NOT AFRAID OF FATE


Again
I am born again
First breath
Pain
Crying
Again I see arrays of colours
Everything has changed
What madness
It’s like a fairy tale
The taste of mother’s milk
I stretch
I grow
Lost in the sounds of a dream
The light plays
At the verge of time
Crawling on scratched knees
When I unknowingly said
Momma
From a distant memory
Walking
Going up and down the stairs
Eager to try it all
Wandering far away in my thoughts
Speaking with nature
Intoxicated by her melodies
And when they yelled at me
Don’t do that and that
Through life I walked
Clairvoyant and blind
To kindergarten
Where I met friends
With bat ears
And there I sat alone
Not vain
But lonesome
Lost
In my own landscapes
And when I burned the colouring books
And discovered the sound of the school flute
When I felt the strength of written words
That heal the darkness
I wrote
I played and sang
Until I fell in love for the first time
And woke up again
Biljana
Marija
Tijana
Hermina
Marina
Dragana
Sladana
Who would think
That I loved so much
And played music for them
First cigarettes and drunkenness
Bad company
I see myself in the fog
When I was a boy
Who could not show emotions
When I created illusions
Of having friends
Behind the darkness
Friends that know my
Secret behind a sigh
They laughed behind my back
When I painted too
In each effort of mine
They saw an unsound mind
Let it be
I fight
Not afraid of fate
And loving my age


 
Saša Milivojev, 2005.

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To the Dream Market

Saša Milivojev - TO THE DREAM MARKET


I throw memories down the well
And, leaving, I hear the echo of tears
I do not want to have my face
Treading on my own verse
Tied in knots
Like a frightened doe
I run across the glass bridge
To the old place
Where Light and Darkness part
Where sweet dew awaits me
To play a man again
To hear the sound of a horn
To reach the market where dreams are sold
Where they cure aches and memories
You will never hear me laugh
For I still mould my sin
And wait
Wait for you
To cross the glass bridge

 
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A Chalice of Gore

Saša Milivojev - A CHALICE OF GORE


Silence bites
Below school's stairs
Trickling tears of fervent gore
From thy brethren's veins
Their cups to the rim they pour

All is shattered in the blast
Heavens echoing with silence
Dracula is licking his lips
Threading fingers through their tears
Pouring for his laughing friends

Ask why, if you dare,
on your blood they're feasting
you may lose your ears
the screwdriver your skull may be piercing

Chainsaw by the school
Truckloads of dead bodies
Buckets of ice of kidneys galore
Bloody lakes bear witness

Yet the World 's watching
Mercilessly

My torn heart
Still is beating
While a crow my heart is eating!

In that chalice of gore
Flows all evil of the world
In it glisten child's eyes innocent
Shattered by the blitz

Voiceless stone
Sing of malice
Of the stake
Of the rope
Never will it pass
Our torment's toll
Rivers of blood will forever flow.



Saša Milivojev

Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska

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The Pain of the World

Saša Milivojev

WELTSCHMERZ ("WORLD PAIN") - THE PAIN OF THE WORLD



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 raped 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

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Volcano

Saša Milivojev - VOLCANO



Below the naked sky

A hole is seething

An avalanche is boiling

The sun is melting away

Who protects you

From the burning rain

Now that you are gone

 

 
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The Umbilical Cord

Saša Milivojev - THE UMBILICAL CORD

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

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The Great Dying

Saša Milivojev

THE GREAT DYING

THE PESTILENCE


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.



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To Put the Sun Out

Saša Milivojev - TO PUT THE SUN OUT
 

They are leaving

Through my dirty windows

I see the shadows in the distance

The sound of footsteps disappears in the silence

And a voice lures me

To scream out my tears

To return into my madness

To forget everything

To hang my soul on the washing line

My heart to stop the earth

To put the sun out

The End

 


Saša Milivojev

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A Cry

Saša Milivojev - A CRY


Apollo’s discus
Fine blond hair
The echo of the universe
The strong winds of Zephyr
The sun’s heat
Melted the wax wings
And I fall again
Why am I not a shadow
To be torn into two pieces
In the air
Why do I not have an apple instead of a heart
To have an arrow driven through it
Why is uncertainty so agonising
Let the blade cut the neck
A curse
A choir is singing
Purple colours of dreams
A verse fallen from the lips
The thirst of withered lilies
From whose petals
We will hear a woeful
Cry

 
 
Saša Milivojev

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