Lost Like A Shadow
Before Your Sight!
If you believed
in her,
you wouldn't be
lost, like a shadow,
in front of your
sight.
You didn't know
how to appreciate them
the values of a
woman,
a woman he truly
loved.
A woman who
asked for nothing,
only love gave,
for another to
satisfy
she was hurting
herself.
The smile on his
face shone,
and, inside, a
hellish soul burned,
and only she
knew it.
Longing, just a
little
attention wanted
a piece of shit
from what she
was giving.
No! You didn't
know how to appreciate her,
neither her nor
the love she gave you,
he nurtured for
years.
It was the sun
that warmed you,
a star in the
dark
gives you light
she was a woman,
real-real.
You didn't know
how to appreciate her,
neither her nor
love
what he gave you
in which he did
not believe.
The line of love
danced danced
it got so thin
that she
disappeared like a shadow
before your
eyes,
leaving you
alone
to live your own
life.
I Love Every Moment Of The Day
i love the
morning
sunrise,
the light my
soul
calm down
a new birth in
the heart spreads.
I love the
morning and the ray
from the sun
that warms me,
the
nightingale's chirping
a melodious song
sings.
And it brightens
my day
with the flowers
of the garden,
with the
intoxicating smell
from the
beautiful iris.
And I love the
night,
soul rest,
and I stop by in
my dreams,
I travel with
love.
I love every
moment
from midnight
I travel with
them
I don't shorten
my life.
Magic
In the embrace
of sleep,
i capture the
magic
of love,
hidden in the
moonlight,
encrusted with
pearlescent stars.
I'm sinking
deeper
with admiration
and, heart
pounding,
rushes swiftly
towards them,
to collect all
the magic,
and calmly
continued the dream,
with the glow of
love.
MILKA MINKOVA
MILKA MINKOVA: Poet and writer for
children and adults. For her work, she has received numerous domestic and
foreign awards, including the Rabindranath Tagore Award three years in a row. She
participates and is represented in numerous domestic and foreign anthologies.
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