Poetry from Maja Milojkovic

Younger middle aged white woman with long blonde hair, glasses, and a green top and floral scarf and necklace.
Maja Milojkovic

Children in the future 

Children’s laughter 

used to be carried by the wind 

through the street of my childhood. 

today – 

the same street 

he does not remember a single step of the child. 

The past was breathing 

through games, through dust, 

through cheering voices, 

and now 

the silence echoes 

like an empty yard. 

Modern times write new rules: 

social networks, 

non-touch screens, 

instead of a game — 

stickers are sent, 

hearts and hugs 

which do not warm anyone. 

The future of children 

he is already tying a scarf over his eyes. 

Unhealthy weather 

knocks on the door 

and no one asks who it is. 

Villages are disappearing, 

cities grow into concrete, 

and the parks are shrinking as memories. 

Friends become contacts, 

nature — background for the picture. 

More and more steps with the dogs, 

and less and less the beginnings of life. 

And while children follow trends 

staring at small screens, 

parents do the same 

and over humanity 

slowly the crack opens 

and smile 

some cold, 

with an unnatural smile.

Maja Milojković was born in Zaječar, Serbia. She is the deputy editor at “Sfairos” publishing house in Belgrade, Serbia.  She is the vice-president of the association “Rtanj and Mesečev poetski krug”.  She is the author of 2 books: “The Circle of the Moon” and “Trees of Desire” She is the editor of the International Anthology “Rtanjski stihopevi” One of the founders of the poetry club “Area Felix” from Zaječar, Serbia and the editor of an international e-magazine for creative literature and culture “Area Felix”.

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