Konstantin Plevnes Poems

Do not forget
That you are
Nothing.
...

How heavenly it is to be a Little.
A minuscule being,
Born in a microscopical ghetto.
...

They hate yourself
And they want you to die

You're writing poetry
...

She is watching you, Son.
Always.
She never stopped staring.
At you.
...

When the sun goes down,
You might see me around...

You might loose what you found,
...