The Rose
A white rose
over bloomed
You have more
beauties
Memories of a
slim body
And the soul of
stars
You were once a
queen
Of the flowers
beside you
Today you are
like a little bird
With a low
flight without a ticket
But the magic
remains
From former
bright days
It never gives
up
The rose of
lights
Beauty
We walk on the
road
We are not alone
among the flowers
They are our
angels
With the birds
that
chime in them
from heaven
And this beauty
Which
Not everyone
sees
But he wants to
Without feeling
or knowing
It lives with
people
Of your town
Problems
Speaking of
roses
We forget the
problem
And then for
this one
Who takes on the
road
Problems left
And care to the
right
And look
straight ahead
That the weather
is clear
MIROSLAVA PANAYOTOVA
MIROSLAVA PANAYOTOVA (Bulgaria)
graduated from Plovdiv University, specialty Bulgarian philology and English
language. She has published poems, stories, tales, aphorisms, essays,
criticisms, translations, articles and interviews in periodical and
collections. She has published the following poetry books: Nuances, 1994, God
of the senses, 2005, Pitcher, 2014, Whisper of leaves, 2017, Green feeling,
2018; two books with stories: An end, and then a beginning, 2017, Path of love,
2018; two eBooks: Laws of communicatons /aphorisms/, 2018, Old things /poetry/,
2018. She is a member of the Union of the Independent Bulgarian Writers and a
member of Movimiento Poetas del mundo. She is a member and a coordinator in the
team to the e-journal Ghorsowar, too. Miroslava Panayotova is an ambassador of
IFCH (International Forum for Creativity and Humanity). Her verses are
translated in English, Spanish, Greek, Albenian, Uzbek.
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