Maja Milojković (Serbia)


Maja

Maja Milojković (Serbia)

Maja Milojković was born in 1975 in Zaječar, Serbia and lives and works in Denmark.
She is a person to whom, as a laboratory assistant from an early age, Leonardo da Vinci’s statement “Painting is poetry that can be seen, and poetry is painting that can be heard” is circulating through the blood.
That’s why she started to use feathers and a brush and began to reveal the world and herself to them.
As a poet, she is represented in numerous domestic and foreign literary newspapers, anthologies and electronic media, and some of her songs can be found on YouTube.
Many of her poems have been translated into English, Hungarian and Bulgarian due to the need of foreign readers.
“Trees of Desire” is her second collection of poems in preparation, which is preceded by the book of poems “Moon Circle”. She is a member of the International Society of Writers and Artists “Mountain Views” in Montenegro.


FOLLOW ME

I give you a secret sign, follow the white rabbit.
My tattoo on my shoulder speaks.
Yes, I forgot, we are not in the Matrix movie.
I want you to be my companion,
but you don’t know how to read signs
set by the Universe
through numbers and in the child’s speech.
There is a celestial draftsman whose pen prints horoscope signs.
It’s all as clear as the future,
in response to prayer.
But instead of watching,
you sleep and dream of me in a silk nightgown,
and you don’t realize I’m warm on a hot night,
not to provoke your senses.
I give you the way you walk without material desires
and to head to the Himalayas
where we will look with different eyes.
We will dive into the mountain of snow,
in whose interior there is a world of abundance.
Close your eyes and follow me.
I’ll take you, companion,
when you learn that tattoos speak,
when you know the signs written in gold pen,
we will not need a body of earth.
Follow me, I’ll take you to the abundance of dreams come true.
And when you step in there, you won’t want to go back,
but he wanted it first.


ECHO OF LOVE

Violin virtuoso,
rubber on stage,
whatever you want is you.

Music took shape and name
which illuminates my rhymes with light.

Both keyboardist and guitarist,
You are a master artist.

And I listen to the echo, because I’m far away
from the source of the love male violin key
and I dance barefoot to the beats of your song
and I hope you will hear the bells of my leg bracelets
and to invite me into your company;
for my soul is hungry for the sound of heaven.

Echo and I are coming, just tell me when.
I’m listening to you and I’m waiting
to reveal your secrets to me in my heart
call sign.


MOTHER, INDIA!

You touch my heart with the melody of the flute,
tears flow behind Him
who inhabited my heart forever;
wherever I am, He does not go,
he bound my soul with the silver thread of the moon.
I long to leave,
and only death can bring us closer;
that’s why I always die again
to meet you in a red sari
on sacred ground in Dvaraki²
I’m waiting for you to wink at me,
and we will meet there
where witnesses have been sleeping for centuries,
just you and me
in the eternal city under the sea.
O Mother India, you call me …
About Dwaraka, the city of my wedding,
I’m coming for you.

2 – Dwaraka is an ancient castle under the sea.

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