SAŠA MILIVOJEV

Sasha Milivoyev - Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev CORONA   A bloodthirsty old woman you see, a cockroach from the 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 kill 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 wor

Saša Milivojev - Sasha Milivoyev Saša Milivojev   ICE MONUMENT   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 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

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