SAŠA MILIVOJEV

Saša Milivojev - Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev THE HOMELESS 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 SAŠA MILIVOJEV 萨沙•米利沃耶夫 ,  Saşa Milivoyev ,  サーシャ・ミリヴォエフ ,  Sasha Milivoyev ,  साशा मिलीवोएव ,  Саша Миливойев ,  ساشا میلیوویف ,  Saša Milivojev ,  Σάσα Μιλιβόγιεφ ,  Sasa Milivojev ,  Sacha Milivoyév ,  Sascia Milivoev ,  Sasza Miliwojew ,  Sacha Milivoev ,  Sasha Milivojev ,  ሳሻ ሚሊቮዬቭ ,  Саша Миливоев ,  Са

Sasha Milivoyev, Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev THE PUNISHMENT (On the consequences of biological warfare and experimentation on humans. Disturbing images in verse)     What is the world breathing in? We are perishing, Dirty 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 s

Sasha Milivoyev / Saša Milivojev Sasha Milivoyev 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. Saš

Sasha Milivoyev 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 SAŠA MILIVOJEV 萨沙•米

Sasha Milivoyev ... Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev POET THE UNDYING Countless times you may have killed us We shall always rise again Down the beams of light descend Forever to you we shall return For you we shall recite our prayers And sing of virtue and of love Your world is stern Damned, you step upon the poet like a flower in bloom The honeybee that honey makes Still he soars And there to ice he succumbs When rocks on earth turn into crumbs And sparks emblaze Shooting stars fall so bright into the new bodies of confinement, Giving the poets the kiss of life with their light Angels heralds Lonely nomads Hungry vagabonds That you hunt and hate Although they teach you to love and to ache To find yourself To hope, dream and forgive No more to lie, Betray, steal nor kill Thousands of years are passing by Countless times beheading us to die With our divine blood You let your pigs imbibe Yet again we have returned To surprise you will succumb Just to wink Songs to sing and help you Better

Sasha Milivoyev / Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev NEW OATH (I swear) by the Sun and the light And the Moon in its wake And the Day that brought it in sight And concealed when it was by the Night I shall give you to nobody Devoted I shall be to thee I shall love you eternally To leave you, never will I Swear by the constelations and the Sky And God it was asembled by And Earth for even He made it to be And the Spirit that created He I shall give you everything For you I shall live Verses I’ll write for thee Of love crazy And I swear by the stars That are hiding, wandering And from sight escaping And the Night when your whipe your tears away And the morn when you respire Kisses of mine shall Wake you tenderly Forever, even when we cease to be. Saša Milivojev Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska www.sasamilivojev.com SAŠA MILIVOJEV 萨沙•米利沃耶夫 ,  Saşa Milivoyev ,  サーシャ・ミリヴォエフ ,  Sasha Milivoyev ,  साशा मिलीवोएव ,  Саша Миливойев ,  ساشا میلیوویف ,  Saša Milivojev ,  Σάσα Μιλιβόγιεφ ,  Sasa Miliv

Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS   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 w

Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev OF DEEP STATE  AND WORSHIPERS OF SATAN LORDS OF THE WORLD   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 yo

Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev AS IF YOU WERE HERE 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 SAŠA MILIVOJEV 萨沙•米利沃耶夫 ,  Saşa Milivoyev ,  サーシャ・ミリヴォエフ ,  Sasha Milivoyev ,  साशा मिलीवोएव ,  Саша Миливойев ,  ساشا میلیوویف ,  Saša Milivojev ,  Σάσα Μιλιβόγιεφ ,  Sasa Milivojev ,  Sacha Milivoyév ,  Sascia Milivoev ,  Sasza Miliwojew ,  Sacha Milivoev ,  Sasha Milivojev ,  ሳሻ ሚሊቮዬቭ