Sufficient Poem by Bozhidar Pangelov
Sufficient
I do not expect you.
Sunken hours.
And the streets are rocking like slow guards.
I do not expect you.
The thought is sufficient. And long one …
For a Sunday.
A dream
are dreaming
the birch's
twigs.
A dream are dreaming these words of yours inspired me somehow, sufficient to dream...but when it comes across our eyes we thankful!
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5/3/2024 10:30:14 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A good attempt in the chapter of love and dreams. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks