MILENA VUKOJE STAMENKOVIC

MILENA VUKOJE STAMENKOVIC

AN UNDERGROUND RIVER

Some rivers swim trought me

But I`m a subterranean river

Searching for the third river bed

In the middle of his pillow

I put my hand down

His hand covers mine

Fingers speak

More clearly than words

Emotions turn off time

Time exists no more

Only the moment

Eternal

Milena Vukoje Stamenkovic

 

A WOMAN

She came to be as water

With a round belly

With her hair braided

With her arms asking

She put on a dress with a smile

In her one eye spring

Summer in the other

While they stare at each other

Her body strived for strength

In one man`s embrace

Four legs

Just one coast

Sleeping

Dreaming

Milena Vukoje Stamenkovic

 

WHEN WORDS GO CRAZY

I`m sitting on the opposite side

Of the stream

I don`t wet my feet

They are the source

Of this river

Of memories

Of beauty

Madness

It`s with this word that we find

Answers

Maybe it`s the years that

Hide the answer in some

Forsaken place, long forgotten

The old age, so veryu lazy

Keeps walking

But in short spells only

Silent steps

I do not feel them

I do not see them

The circle of my orbit

Has shrinkend from all jumping

Jumping even into nothing, from nothing

Madness – is that an irony

With no humor or is it the beauty of oue bodies

Slowly fading in the colours of rainbow

The walk

Just an illusion from

Tomorrow

Or from today that we did not live trough

As of yesterday, I cannot even remember it

It is true master

MILENA VUKOJE STAMENKOVIC

MILENA VUKOJE STAMENKOVIC is a journalist, writer and translator. She was born in Serbia but she ist living for more than 25 years in Switzerland. She writes poetry and stories. She published several poetry and story books. She is a member oft he Serbian writer`s society (UKS) and the Swiss writer`s society (AdS). She lives and works in Bern.