Author Archives: Dilyana Hristova

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All I ever got was this burning cigarette that is never enough

and those faulty circumstances that are making everything so tough.

source: weheartit ( Taylor Momsen)

source: weheartit ( Taylor Momsen)


denouement

The one who doubts in love is cursed to fail in life.

source: weheartit

by Thomas Saliot 

 


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It’s better to love desperately than to hate sincerely.

Face drops by Francisco Albert Albusac

Face drops by Francisco Albert Albusac


you buried me without a coffin

just the

wet

cold

ground

draining my soft skin.

 


my cape

Cut the sun, sweet love – my torment. I want to see the night lights.

gatsby green light


fad

She feels so tired, as if she went to the end of her life and got back here. She sits here now, pale face, damaged mind, trying to cancel her life.

Life is what you make it. If you make it a burden then you better get strong so as to be able to carry it.

It never gives you easy answers.

Everything is as ephemeral as a fad.

 

December 2013

by Margarita Georgiadis

by Margarita Georgiadis


Mist

Little mooncalves crawl on the cold, cracked ground. They try to avoid what comes after death.
The rain melts, becomes one with the puddles.
It’s here. It’s right here. The chaos.
We’re howling for light, for salvation. How insane!
We lock ourselves in a dark room. We throw the key through the window and condemn ourselves to eternal waiting. We’re waiting for someone to find that key, to come and save us. And the truth is – no one is bound to do it. There’s no ‘must’ in all this. They’ll just walk, and walk, and walk, and never stop. You’ll start screaming. And no one will hear. Because the window in your room is closed. Why the hell did you lock yourself there?! But when you start smothering in your own air, you’ll open it. And you’ll pray and pray for somebody, anybody to hear the last of you…the very last of your mind…of your sanity.
It’s in human nature, I guess. The need of light, the need to hope. Imagination is everything – creates all that the soul craves for…just because it doesn’t exist…just because it can’t be achieved.


*

Get on your knees, it’s time to play

a game that no one wins.

Just be careful not to break your chin

in the circle of fate where everything spins.

November 2013


At the time

I want to wander and find my freedom again. Feel my freedom. I always had it and now when something is taking it away from me I feel trapped.

‘There’s nothing worse than an uninspired artist,’ he told me once. Live off. Live by. Live through.

‘You are over so many things,’ he declared.

‘I don’t know what am I over and who is lying under me, but this has nothing to do with pride,’ I responded. He laughed because he knew were the same.

 

November  2013


Deviant

Artists are not born to be understood. They are born to make other people understand.

Charles Bukowski, c.1981, photo by Mark Hanauer

Charles Bukowski, c.1981, photo by Mark Hanauer