SAŠA MILIVOJEV

Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev SVETSKI BOL I u ovom veku R e k e   k r v i   t e k u B o m b e   o djeku j u D e c u   u b i j a j u G l a v e   o d r u b l j u j u M i l i o n i   g l a d u j u B o l e s t i   p r o ždiru A ti pevaš   Drhte vešala Doline leševa U slanim suzama Gnojnim ranama Plen smo vranama   Gnjila creva Gladnim vukovima   Srušena kuća Mali dečak jeca Nad telom mrtvog oca   Srušene škole Hramovi i mostovi Vrište krvavi svatovi   Mali beli sanduci Majčinski jauci Iznad Urana Čuju se bolni urlici U ludilu buncaju pesnici A ti ćutiš   Oči su ti izvadili Kad su ti ćerku silovali Žicom zadavili Braću su ti oteli U podrumu ih mukom mučili Metalnim cevima Prste im lomili Testerama lobanje otvarali Noge kolima rastrgali Udove mačetama odsecali Kožu s leđa odrali Šlepere leševa buldožerima zakopavali Kosti putevima zabetonirali Bunar bez dna telima napunili Priđi bliže Pogledaj dole Beskrajni mrak dubine Da čuješ muk vasione   Nevino oko iskrom svetluca Nemoćno na zemlju pada

Saša Milivojev - Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Saša Milivojev - Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Saša Milivojev - Addis Ababa, Ethiopia Saša Milivojev - ADDIS ABABA, ETHIOPIA, International airport, transit from Frankfurt to Nairobi. Sasha Milivoyev is a famous writer, poet, journalist columnist. 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 ,  Саша Миливојев ,  ساشا ميليفويف www.sasamilivojev.com

Daliborka Stojšić DALIBORKA STOJŠIĆ "SAŠA MILIVOJEV THE SON OF THE SOUL" (Daliborka Stojšić is a famous Serbian artist and ex-Miss of the former Yugoslavia) WHEN THE FIREFLY IS GONE - reviewed by Daliborka Stojšić When I first saw a photograph of Saša Milivojev in a newspaper, my lips spontaneously whispered: Tadzio ! It was a reaction to his angelic beauty of the kind that once mesmerised me when I read Death in Venice as part of the preparation of a paper entitled The Novellas of Thomas Mann at the World Literature Department of the Faculty of Philology in Belgrade. The Hellenic, Apollonian beauty of the young Pole that I recognised on his face, is often unaware of itself. It belongs to the kind so agonisingly loved by Thomas Mann, to those blue-eyed and simple creatures that need no spirit. It also conforms to Schiller’s principle of the naïve, as opposed to the sentimental, which separates itself from life, contemplates, writes poems and falls while dancing. Sasha Mil

Sasha Milivoyev - Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev COSMIC MOTHER 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 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 ,  Саша Миливојев ,  ساشا ميليفويف www.sasamilivojev.com

Saša Milivojev in MANAMA, BAHRAIN Saša Milivojev in MANAMA, BAHRAIN 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 ,  Саша Миливојев ,  ساشا ميليفويف www.sasamilivojev.com

Saša Milivojev in KUWAIT Saša Milivojev in KUWAIT As I stepped off the plane onto the tarmac of Kuwait International Airport, the dry desert air welcomed me with a warm embrace. My journey into this small but culturally rich country had begun. First impressions were captivating. The gleaming skyline of Kuwait City, dominated by towering skyscrapers and modern architecture, contrasted beautifully against the vast expanse of the Arabian Desert. The blend of tradition and modernity was evident everywhere I looked. Exploring the city, I found myself immersed in a tapestry of sights, sounds, and flavors. The Grand Mosque, with its stunning blue domes and intricate Islamic design, stood as a testament to Kuwait's deep-rooted religious heritage. Strolling through the bustling souks, I was enchanted by the vibrant colors of spices, textiles, and handicrafts, while the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and fragrant shisha filled the air. Venturing beyond the city limits, I embarked on a journe

Sasha Milivoyev - Saša Milivojev Saša Milivojev BEGGING  ( TARNISHED SOULS ) FOR LOVE WITH MY SONGS   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 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 ,  ساش