FROSINA TASEVSKA

 

Witness The Night

Beneath the moon’s enchanting hue and radiant glow,

The night unfolds her captivating show. 

Silhouettes sway in a gentle dance, 

Celebrating the beauty of Twilight’s advance. 

The moon’s reflection on the towering trees 

Reveals a magic that few ever seize. 

Playing hide and seek with sparkling stars,

Stealing glimpses of Jupiter and Mars. 

She shares her secrets with those who choose to hear,

Her distant whispers, inviting and clear. 

As we wander through the valley of shadows, 

Surrounded by the sky above and the earth below. 

Join us in embracing the night’s splendid sights,

Eagerly awaiting the dawn’s first lights. 

Anticipate the golden morning’s gleam 

From the orb that inspires our wildest dreams.

The Golden Beauty

Leaves turn golden in the courtyard,

As autumn descends with a rainy veil, like a queen.

That rare beauty seldom encountered,

Inspired the fierce wind to dance with fervor.

It gathered the fruits and scattered the leaves,

While in my soul's quietude, 

Memories drift beyond the sun.

At the fall of each leaf, 

My heart is filled with profound grief.

I sit amidst the scent of time long past.

As the light sinks lower and lower,

I behold autumn, serene in all her splendor.

Humming with the wind, revealing her power,

I feel her touch and hear her voice, so tender:

“I have come in glory; I have come to play.

You may celebrate my arrival whether you run or stay!”

I Want 

I want to kiss you in the morning,

with soft, sweet, tender lips;

to close your eyes and explore,

searching for the divine spark within;

whispering, yearning 

to feel those lips pressed against mine.

I want to reach out to you,

gently cradling your face in my hands;

to hold you close, never letting go;

embracing the freedom of our desire.

I want to see your radiant smile,

to touch you as the day unfolds;

to feel the warmth of passion ignite,

the exhilarating rush of our connection.

Imagine seeing your face   

reflected in a warm embrace.   

Speak to me, and I will come alive;   

Take action, and my heart will believe it!  

Open your eyes, my love!   

You will find me there and see yourself—   

resting on these lips like fine wine,   

belonging to these open hands,   

reflected in my gaze,   

knowing that true love endures.  

I want you to feel me.

FROSINA TASEVSKA

FROSINA TASEVSKA was born in the Republic of Macedonia. She is a bilingual poet and writer. She writes in English and Macedonian languages. She has authored two solo poetry collections. She is an active member of various literary and creative platforms. Her writings are part of several national and international magazines, newspapers, journals, and anthologies. She has won many awards for her write-ups. She holds the degrees of B.Ed. (English) and currently, works as an educator.