Saša Milivojev
THERE IS NO MORE POETRY, IT’S OVER
The sun has stopped.
The mankind has fallen
Evil has carried the day
Blowing the angels away
One and all is just as lonely
The lost are wandering the world
Abandoned, heartbroken
Their traces, as if they never were before
There is Love no more
Somewhere, away from the wicked
Night is yearning for the sun
Where the endless pit finishes
Where the dream extinguishes
The wound has healed
The song rendered speechless
In pursuit of redemption
Poet was left voiceless.
Where there are no tears
no shoulder to cry on
no time to repent
no chance to forgive
Where there is no misery
Where stops all joy and treachery
What will be will be,
Not even a whisper of a prayer to sound
There is no more poetry – ring the curtain down.
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Translated by Ljubica Yentl Tinska
