Thursday, June 1, 2017




I am a child,
a child like you.
You are a child,
a child like me.

We are this child
who speaks within;
within each of us
and remembers a childhood,
a childhood of joy
and of love.

But who is that new child today,
the new child
of this new world so brave?
Where is the child playing outside,
playing outside and smiling around?
Where is it now?

Now, there is a child sitting at home,
sitting at home playing computer games
and watching life,
its lif,e passing by,
passing by and deleting,
deleting its childhood.

These new children are asking right now:
"How do you call us today?"
But, waiting no answer
saying instead:
"Today, we are children

children of a pause,
a pause we hit on our life.

How do you call us today?
Answer us not
'cause we don't care.

We are webmasters!
We are weblovers!
We are e—mail writers!
We have new covers!

I am a gamer!
You are a hacker!
She is youtuber!
He is only a stalker!

How do you call us today?
We stopped paying attention,
but maybe that is okay
after so much information.

Come, life!
Come closer!
We need to tell you:
Go as fast as you can,
as slow as you can,
as wrong as you can...
'cause we are this new child today;
a new child playing computer,
playing computer and living online.
Fear us!


I look for you,

but your eyes are some place else;
through darkness I have been,
and now awakened,
I look for you!

So many people, so many streets,
so many hidden smiles I see,
and still,
I look for you!

And, yet, today, I say goodbye
to you; to your smile I say goodbye!
My soul shall fly some other place,
but I am taking you with me —
a piece of your image —
lying in my heart,
forever shall remain!

And sometimes in my heart,
I will come and look for you,
to find a reason to move on,
to find a reason
for a silent midnight smile!


They are here!

They stand aloof
sharing a table -
the only common thing -
that's left.

(A) Ring -
for love it was given
but turned into prison.

Dinner is served
for two different worlds
this night is reserved!

ANNA KOSTOVA is a Bulgarian. She is a poet who comes from a small and picturesque mountainous town called Smolyan. Now, she currently works and lives in Lodz, Poland but her mother tongue is Bulgarian. She defines herself as a full-time dreamer who seeks and finds inspiration in the subtle, little things in life.

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