Author: Georgi Dimitrov-Karlovski

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Go Away, Spirit of Tonight

Spiritual Poem Go away, Spirit of Tonight, spare me your wisdom, your deep and clear sight. You’re always right, even when you smile you’re here to decide what my fate will look like. You’re...

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Ship of Dreams

Life Poem I am aboard a ship, looking at my past, don’t know where I’ll go, don’t know who I am. Is this my home I’m leaving? There, the little spot on the horizon,...

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Shadow In The Night

Poem The night is calm, my heart is warm, beneath the trees a shadow lingers. But not the shadow of the past, nor the dread of many fears, nor the pain of thousand tears...

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Those Nights

Poem I love dancing with the trees, their touch is gentle, light, I love singing with the wind, its touch reminds of the past, of summers long gone and lost, of nights full of...

Nostalgic Poem 1

Back In Time

Poem Back in the days when the summers were hotter, and the skies were bluer, and the faces were younger. Back in the days when my home was the Cosmos and my garden was...

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At Last

Love Poem Incredible was the sky that day Refreshing was the wind Unforgettable was that moment Unfolding our hopes and dreams And in the crimson sunset we shall walk again never mind in which...

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I Will Not Beg For Mercy

Poem I can’t remember anything, the day, the night the faces, was it rum or vodka in my glass, or it was your poison, your eyes. As the sun is shining blindingly, I thank...

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The Only Hope

Hope Poem   They’d almost killed me. I saw them coming, grinning, shouting. The sun was down, the sky was frowning, the moon was an evil clown. I knew I was being watched, and...

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A Window, True and Real

Poem   The paper is too white, the pen – unwilling, the horizon’s out of sight, my hand is trembling, my heart is locked between walls and dust, this door I cannot trust, All...

poem about believes 2

They Say

Poem   Life is beautiful, they say, and when it’s tough, pray to the Gods of love that know no mercy nor any good at all. There’s always hope, they say, just know when...

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And The Rain Is Falling

Poem   I sit on my desk, the rain is falling, an open window, thoughts are coming, passing by like train in fields of flowers, like night in day, it’s light in darkest hours…...

reflection poem on life 2

Shed a Tear

Poem   No, I’m not afraid to admit that I’ll always shed a tear when my life is broken, when the world is dark, and there is no hope at all. I’ll always cry...