Gergana Teofilova Poems

Contemplating and alone
Softly clad in a cloak of stars,
A man was roaming on his own
Holding a book, thick with scars
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Blue the solitary color of sadness,
Pressed against a tower of smiles
It epitomizes blurry points of madness,
Hidden deep beneath a pile of guiles
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There’s a radiant city that never sleeps,
Where random people seek survival,
It alters destinies, but also keeps
Piles of dreams and faith in revival
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Suffering for ages,
Tormented by lies,
There was once a kingdom careworn,
Cruelly deprived of both its eyes
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The best things in life are free

You never need to pay for them,
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Witches and ghosts, scary creatures,
Black cats silently sneaking behind the trees,
So many pumpkins with ominous features,
Their fiery eyes are burning your knees
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Tell me a story and just tuck me in,
I haven't slept for ages, you know?
My mind has been tired of an impossible dream,
Running in circles in a wild drift of snow
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Once upon a time, in Ancient Rome,
An emperor, drowned in a thirst for fraud,
Was inspired by his jaded madness for a bloody poem,
Demanded to be held in reverence like Zeus, the god
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There is a legend of a saint,
Held in honor for his deed,
But the story of his life is quaint,
It may even sound like a little screed
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I sold myself short to the devil down there,
No matter how bad I may sound.
The face in the mirror was crazy, I swear,
I felt like crashing it down.
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