Aug 21, 2010, 1:06 PM

Безбожница 

  Poetry » Phylosophy
5.0 / 29
2147 0 42
Безбожница...
Видях...!
Мълчаливо
ридаеща
Майка
да лепи
некролози...
На
невръстно
детенце,
с очи като
пъпчици рози! ...

Want to read more?

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

© АГОП КАСПАРЯН All rights reserved.

Random works
  • My hands are soft my eyes are dry no tears left to cry to ask me why- the reason's blind. ......
  • Where does bitter Meet the sweet Where does glitter Turn to heat Where does shiver ......
  • Lullaby and whisper are mingling through the sky Carelessly are shifting the muffled poets’ cry. How...

More works »