Friday, August 1, 2025

DESSY TSVETKOVA

 



Dreaming

 

With eyes wide opened towards the sky,

With deep inside the heart day dream,

With wishes whispered loud or very shy,

With spirit full of progress and a self-esteem,

With wisdom, blossoms and desires for prosperity,

The mankind walks through Planet number 3,

And half of us we build, create and donate charity,

While others, we destroy whoever free...

So dreaming fights forever with the square-minds.

The light is still the fastest in the Universe!

So Era of the dark ends always, nothing binds!

The light is yet the fastest in the Universe!

 

***

Sun

 

Hey luminous,

you fill

my inner prodigy.

You are

the thread of God

those touches

every soul…

You melt me

into a carpet of rays

where I can walk in happiness

of the living.

 

***

 

Game

 

God sighed and said to himself "I'm bored alone"...

And so with a smile he created the planets so round,

to play billiards with the universe, to have a game zone.

Moreover, the Milky Way stretched like a stick abound.

But somehow, it was dark and then the comets appeared,

the stars, like fireflies of time, like glow fuzz,

scattered in the infinity with just one swipe.

Beautiful, but still very quiet somehow it was.

And a handful of bright stardust occurred in stripes

to mix with God breath and a little heavenly ointment.

In addition, intelligent beings he designed,

And all kinds of creatures - flying, sitting, floating...

Then here the green world appeared asigned.

And some loop and special hidden code

God put in every DNA and molecule.

And he had fun when the whole thing brought,

Performed in the sense of secret, veiled in mystic rules.

Life folded like the waves of the sea, pleated tone.

Finally, a holy gift God gave to the beings:

He gave them a fantasy so that they would not be alone.

 

***

 

On the hill

are coming together

ravens

They count their feats

Who has translated how many souls to the afterlife

White doves below

on the square

Messengers of the Holy Spirit

The balance of the universe

is recovering...

 

DESSY TSVETKOVA

 

DESSY TSVETKOVA is a Bulgarian poet who writes both in Bulgarian and English. She is currently based in Belgium, where she is an active member of the Flemish Party for Poetry. Dessy has written numerous poems and published five books in Bulgarian, as well as one book in English titled Wind Whispers. Additionally, she compiled an anthology of translated Bulgarian authors called River of Words. Her poems are featured in various international anthologies and magazines across countries such as Bulgaria, Belgium, India, the USA, Romania, and others. Her poetry touches on themes of nature, love, and spirituality, often with a hopeful tone, offering positive messages even in the face of adversity. Tsvetkova has won accolades, including first place in poetry at the World Literature Festival in Brașov, Romania, in 2022


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