May 7, 2007, 4:13 PM  

Кове се 

  Poetry
5.0 / 3
627 0 3
Кове се нов свят -
железен, метален.
Свят по-суров,
сив и зловещ.
Животът
с ковашките чукове,
дяла го,
приведен, над пламнала,
огнена пещ.
Животът, метала кове
и извива го -
парче, по парченце ...

Want to read more?

Join our community to get full access to all works and features.

© Бостан Бостанджиев All rights reserved.

Random works
  • "Why do you, son, desire, worship and adore this girl of yours?" my mother's query bore. I started w...
  • Its answers are so much in details, It's capable to do all our tasks. It makes the best in services ...
  • Love is a source Teenage kisses in the night Wealth not for one, but for two Free opium with a price...

More works »