Author: Georgi Dimitrov-Karlovski

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Running Water

Poem The running waters of the past remind me of my future home. There, over there, near the river, among the trees I’ll walk alone. Alone but not afraid nor abandoned. I’ll know no...

poem about being young 3

Dirty Window

Poem Through dirty windows I can see the mountain full of golden days, the days of friendship close to me, when we cared not of yesterday, when everything was greener, shining, and we believed...

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Snowy Path

On the snowy path there’s nothing, only silence, no love, no hate, nothing that reminds us of what was, what will come, was it warm, will it burn… On the snowy path there’s nothing...

Rain 1

Rain

Rain, oh dear rain, I wish to see you, godly rain, to breathe your pure scent, to make you come so close, to rule a world that’s yours. Come, my dear rain, wash the...

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Little Sparrow

Poem   Hey, little sparrow, come, sit next to me, tell me of the world ahead, what you’ve seen and heard. Where are you going, tell me, where is the end, depict it. What...