by Mansur Aziz |
Categories:
loss,
Afternoon is sleeping like a snake.
Crossing the hot noon of summer
she is breathing now in the bamboo-clump
which way a farmer tastes his hookah
sitting under the margin-tree in a sun-burnt field.
Afternoon spreads the burnt smell of tobacco.
The lovers of Summer, inhaling the intoxication
of tobacco-flowers, wait for evening.
Evening, like a lane-ousted train, destroys
the peasants’ fields
.
Like the burning coals of hookah,
stars bloom in the sky.
The snake enters into a hole.
The lovers return home
crashing their beloveds under feet
like the filter of cigarette.
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Translation: Sayeed Abubakar
by Sasa Milivojev |
Categories:
i love you, i miss you, love, magic,
Saša Milivojev - ON A KILIM
I trembled when you were gone
Away from the terrors of time
Metal and synthetics
In the Near East
I float on a kilim
Down a gusting wind
Allah
Raises dust
Water, closer
The smoke of a hookah
That’s what we are
Shhh
Something's breathing
It’s me
It’s you
We are lost
Saša Milivojev
www.sasamilivojev.com
by Sasa Milivojev |
Categories:
art, i love you, i miss you, inspirational, love, magic, poetry,
Saša Milivojev - SUNSET
God is sleeping
I hug the sun
In the orange sky
The magnet is playing
Orange hookah
The muddy water of the Nile
A secret
An echo of silence is heard
Fingers on lips
A thought
Pyramid in the chest
Shiny steel
A touch
Like a mummy
I fell asleep
Eternally
Among red corals
And God is awakening
by Saša Milivojev
www.sasamilivojev.com