Dr. Ljubomir Mihajlovskii’s work continues to inspire new generations of poets and writers in North Macedonia, solidifying his legacy as a pivotal figure in the country's literary history. His voice resonates in the fabric of Macedonian culture, celebrating the richness of language and the power of poetry to reflect and shape human experiences.
I- would take you on a space travel…
I would take you
On a space travel
For you to be
By my side
At the astral table,
Where
The moment of eternity
Will be served to us by
Two dragons.
While at the table
Burn down
Two Supernovas
You and me
Wrapped into
The whiteness of the Milky Way
Will burn out the fire
Of passion
In our eyes
And our hearts
2 – I search for you
I search for you
And call you
Throughout the starry trailessness.
This night
The space cries
As a tremendous mourn.
This evening
The tiredness touched me, too
And thus was born
The endless starry line…
The touches of my thoughts?
Tonight,
The starry trailessness
Is mine.
Through it I look for you and call you
To be one you and me.
I want you this evening
More than myself.
Come!
Jupiter’s rains
Started to fall!
Come,
Protect me
From the meteors of sorrow
And solitude.
Come
And tell me:
– I love you man!
Have touched me,
And from my eyes
Tears extorted...
Each tear
Became a star…
With the stars,
I made your image
In the sky…
And it is somehow
Sad,
Weeping.
Is it mourning
After something
Lost long time ago,
So that is why Whole is
Enwrapped
In cold gleam
And artificial light!?
Or maybe
Is sad
And weeping,
Because
I see it
In your eyes,
That mourn
After something
Lost long time ago
And trying
To find the peace
In your next voyage
With another man...
The scream inside yourself?
The scream to the truth,
To the height
And the depth
Of your innerness
That opens the gates
Of the microcosm
And the macrocosm,
While turns you
Into a dot of intersection
Of those two worlds…
Well-meaning
And full of tenderness
And love,
Rests on my metal chests
In which
The volcano of passion
Starts to work.
It
Tenderly slides
And starts to move
The promises and the fulfillments.
It transmits your
Magnetic attractiveness
And inner energy
Having the aim to smelt
My metal chests.
Your hand of light
Slides along my metal,
Seeking the impulses
Of love.
Your left hand
Of light…
The time of silence.
That is the time when
The man separates from the restlessness
And swims
Into the sea of silence.
The man turns
Into a circle of silence,
Which is wrapped
With the deafness of the Universe,
Illuminated by the distant glow
Of the stars
And is twined
By the metal coldness
That is among
The planets,
The objects
And the souls…
The moons of Saturn
Look at me hard
Through the window of my ship cabin.
So many
Stars and planets,
So many
Creatures exist,
While I long
Only for you
And for the starry gleam
In your eyes.
Eyes which without a break
Send arrows
That make my love for you
Eternally new…
I pointed my sight
Towards the stars,
The endlessness of the Space
Puzzled me
And I asked myself
– Am I anything
Compared to this infinity!?
It is everywhere
And I
Inside it am nothing!!!
Such a tiny one
I saw my nothingness,
The light of the stars
And the call of the primeval
Nested
Into the origins
Of the existence of Space,
Wrapped me
So for the intelligence
Of the Universe
Shades my existence…
Beats,
Beats,
Does
This beating
Touches you?
It is the beating
Of my being
For you.
I want so much
At this moment
To be one by another
Although
The metal
And the distance of space
Separates us.
I love you,
These heartbeats
Are for you.
From which
Even the emptiness
Of the Space
Resonates.
Echoes
My ego for you
Echoes the spaces
And time passes by.
While
The Milky Way cries,
Echoes
The spacesuit of mine
Full with this beating.
In front of my eyes
Moves
Some atom
From your breath
In the air
Of my helmet.
Still,
Remains
Only the beat
That overwhelms me
And makes me lonely
In this space voyage.
I want you so much
Next to me,
And with me
Only the beats
Of my heart for you.
And it
Beats,
Beats,
Beats…
Into your heart,
While with a misty sight
Your eyes
Search through
The astral sky
Where I still fly?
Your face
Is all I have
In this life,
In this night,
In the night
Of the grand voyage
So much I’d like
To hide myself
Among stars,
For
When you look at them
I could
Kiss your eyes.
And when I kiss them
Like sea water they resemble,
Then more I drink it
The thirstier I become…
At the star loom
Weaves
Destinies of life,
Throwing them
Throughout its endlessness.
It weaves them in eternity
Inserting the thread
Of curiosity
Which brings
Restless
Even after the death
Of people…
But,
The depth of the Universe
Pricks my eyes.
The tiredness is too big
And that’s why I want
Only for a moment
To be
In
Your
Healing
Garden of silence.
In it,
All infinite worlds
Are on the palm of yours,
Which caressing my face
Grants me the whole Universe…
My eternal punishment,
Tell me
Does
When my eyes
Are full of tears,
I cry together with you
Or I cry for you
To be together!?
Tell me my sinful soul
My eternal punishment,
For
It is very hard
To be solitude flyer
In the Universe,
While you are
At the other end of the line.
Tell me my sinful soul,
My eternal punishment …
Can not show
The greatness of my love
For you.
The light years
Can not measure
The length of my love
For you.
The black holes
Can not express
The thickness of my love
For you.
The Milky Way
Can not be bigger
Than the liquid of the life
That can
My love
Give to you… Ohhh,
How much love
I have for you,
Can the deepness
And the greatness
Of the Universe
Measure it?
Of distant worlds
And long trips.
I loved
The immeasurability
Of the Space
And the darkness of the infinity,
Being thirsty
To spread myself
In the grandeur
Of the macrocosm.
You appeared
And closed me up
In the microcosm,
Which I thought I rule
And that is only mine.
You came
Discovering to me
Many worlds
Which were smoldering in me,
Also beautiful and distant
But with you
Evermore reachable…
Your astral body
My divine Galaxy.
Your eyes
Are mysterious nebulas,
And your lips are
Watered
With the fire
Of the Supernovas.
Your hair is
A comet’s cloak,
Hands
Strange meteors
That caress this heart of mine.
Your body is the Milky Way,
The breath
A beam of Universe.
The Saturn’s ring
Above your head hangs over,
And the red star inside your chest
Babbles
While I am making love to you…
Of the touches
Of your nebula’s fingers,
Which slide
Along my body.
I lose the sight
Of your eyes
Which like the Milky Way
Is weaved
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In my pupils,
Which are looking for your face
Somewhere
In the distance
Of the Universe’s space…
I was asking the stars,
If the water of grief
Dewed again
Your eyes.
If
The water of grief
Blurred again
Your sight.
If
The water of grief
Tightened again
Your heart.
If
The water of grief
Strengthened the tree of desire
For us to be together.
I was asking the stars,
And they
With their
Eternity and wisdom
Silently responded,
While my spaceship
Was leaving a trace of existence
Throughout the Space,
For you,
But only I
And the ship of mine
In the infinity
Of the Space.
On the endless universe beach
Of black sand,
The stars
Turned into golden stones,
Spurt silently and bravely
Before my bronze gaze.
And the life and the noise
As I know them
Do not exist here,
Except
The sleeping distances before me.
The splendor before me burns
While I
Fallen through in solitude,
Expect to see
Other voyagers
Who directed
To the point of their tribe
Plough the universe’s desert.
