Milisav Rosić was born in Mojkovac in 1997, where he finished primary and secondary school. He is a student at the Faculty of Political Sciences. Milisav's interest in art arose from an early age. His first serious art project is the performance The Artist Dont have Ego. He read his first unpublished poems at the art shows Show Talent within the Cultural Center "Nenad Rakočević". In addition to writing, as his main guide, Milisav tried his hand at video production and as part of the album of singer Olivera Bjelic, where he screened a video for the song Shadow. He published book Drugi Svijet.
At night - blue-blue eyelids At night - red mesh thread in the whiteness of the eye At night - bitter taste in my mouth Like a broken crystal hour Like a dry leaf As it falls apart In my hand And then, unexpectedly that night Flash… Then scream… She dreamed me Na wet ground laid Colorless So tired and pale Cold and trembling Later Calm and whisper…
Red neon lights! Red glowing lamps!
The overflow of all shades of red On the snow cover The night I got lost watching the shadows play I was obsessed with madness The bite of my lip The pleasure of pain The fire of Divine passion
Losing Yourself Finding Hypnotic Madness
At the same time the Unbeliever and the Servant of God the Halo as a gift to the sinner of God's judgment
You smell like death. I don't know your name
Are you a fiery fire Or a vision of my trance
Are you an endless nightmare Or a burning desire of my need
And yes, you are not separated Or Separated from me
You are Me and I am You
There is no greater love than love for one's own flesh Arteries, veins
To the hot blood that your heart pumps
Or Maybe that love is an obstacle What does not give freedom to freedom
Eat your own flesh Suck your blood bold bones ..
You will come to your senses then
The train travels On the already prepared track Spark from the wheels Soul through the path of destiny Freedom is expensive You are on the train without a ticket
Nihil Nothing No one
This song doesn't have me
There is no one, no rhyme No people, no life Hope of Existence
I jumped into the beauty of non-existence Fragments of memory taken away Like a leaf in autumn The most beautiful shades of all
In the forest fire I burned Autumn has nothing to kill Spring has nothing to give birth to
In me, only a scream lies Eager for freedom
I dream of the day when I will sing freely