Помия

Изглежда като детска игра, докато не осъзнаеш, че играеш само през нощта. Ха! И не помниш нищо от живота през деня.   И не си влюбен, не. Не вярваш в любовта вече. Нито имаш вяра у хората. Нито вяра на хората. Няма я дори вече тревогата.   Нищо няма. Само игри през нощта. С непознати… Continue reading Помия

Poetry collection

So, my first poetry collection is coming to life. This is for all the sufferings and calamities of personality that I have seen for my 20 years on our beloved Planet Earth. It is available to purchase from Janus Publishing website, I attach the link below. I also want to thank endlessly Janus for the… Continue reading Poetry collection

a changing clarity

I am a changing clarity, but I cannot be pure as sanity. Wave in me, out of the everyday scrutiny. Somewhere where the shores are endless, where actions cannot be helpless. The need, it pours in my veins. It's ripping me. But I cannot get over your dignity. I'm below the lowest I can get.… Continue reading a changing clarity