MARIJA NAJTHEFER POPOV



MARIJA NAJTHEFER POPOV

Noah

Silence!
Stopped pendulum of the heart
and breath stopped
The thought is silent!
The word has dried up!
Peace!
... and he guesses everything
The skin is itchy!
The eyes see
al, shut up
... out of foreboding and fear ...
Clairvoyant anxiety!
Clear!
... as if I've already experienced it
... as if I've seen it once before
That dark shadow
that relentless hug
ice wings
Black and white feathers.
I'm silent!
I am a monument without landmarks
I am a signpost in the opposite direction
To drive you crazy
You,
what name no one likes to tell you
You're not welcome to anyone
Never loved
Not wanted by anyone
Hated by everyone!
... and you're female
Like her
from which you take away children
From the Immaculate Conception
until the end of the world!
Noah!
Prepare the boat!
The choice is right!
Leave me
in this eerie silence and darkness!
Take him
to be fruitful existence
... and dead silence
The joys of the song overpower
Win !!!







Can I Buy?

Peace?
Can I buy?
Tenderness?
How much
Attention?
What's the price
Love ?
Don't tell me nonsense
About the freeness of everything
What do I need!
Don't give long speeches!
Don't repeat clichés!
Especially don’t get disgusted
To buy love and attention!
It all costs,
My friend!
All!
You pay with some values
Tangible!
Material!
With money and sacrifices
Checks and credits
With or without cover
With high interest rates
Endurance!
That is the living truth!
No barter!
Extinct!
Peace for peace!
Tenderness for tenderness!
Attention to attention!
Illusion!
And only love reciprocated?
Tragicomedy!
My friend,
Living in the clouds
Feels good!
Short!
The time has come
Some sudden moment
The clouds are parting
And below the abyss
Abyss
The abyss
All of the distorted images
Deception
False beliefs!
If you have the strength
Yes in that downfall
You pay again
You will get a quick credit of love
Which you pay in installments again
And you enjoy cheating!
Or face it
Open your eyes
Well you
And understand!
Everything is bought today!
It all costs money!
And while you're paying,
It lasts!








Survival

No tired hands
songs to write
as I walk through time
rooms of his childhood
from the girls' window
I'm watching old trees ...

Me, an exemplary girl
with stars in their eyes
and two red bows
on thick kicks ...

Unit,

silk covered with love
so that the night wouldn't hurt me
shadow care sheltered
of all the rough touches of life ...

Too crippled now!
But stubborn!

Keep holding on !

On your back the burden of survival!
Carry and keep your head cut,
She grew up overnight, got stronger ...

The tired hand stumbled
He won't draw the song.
Tired!

MARIJA NAJTHEFER POPOV


MARIJA NAJTHEFER POPOV: `born in Sivac (Backa, Vojvodina, Serbia) on March 11, 1958, where she met a beautiful written word. Since 1996, she lives and creates in Zrenjanin. Until now, she has been published in more than a hundred joint, domestic and international poetry collections; published in several domestic and foreign journals; translated into several languages. Her first solo collection of poems, “I WRITE A WOMAN,” was released in 2018.  The motive behind her poetry is Rose, and Woman in all its beauty and splendor… Love is the initiator of everything!


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