The Mirror of Joy and Sadness – Vessislava Savova, Bulgaria
You!
Stop.
Listen.
You can, right?
Devine melody
coming out of a blind heart.
Stop, my friend, and listen to it – angels are singing.
Or it is a cry from the hell – hundreds of devils
bitterly mourning for land
lost in a battle.
Sad devils.
Mourn.
Sad.
Vessi,
You are here with us!
love
Premji
Dear Prem! Dear friends from India!
Thank you for believing in me and publishing this my poem.
With all my gratitude,
Vessislava
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