There Is A World Inside This World – Poetry

Poetry by Svetlina Trifonova Someone opened the forest and said: “There is a world inside this world”. I will show you once, then you will never forget. Someone took me for a walk, learned the language of a hedgehog. Someone once left me alone, and I learned to be cautious and tender. Someone showed me the secret of snow, someone gave me a cape made of feathers. I was a traveler, and I traveled alone. But remember… Someone is always guiding you home. Now, while your Soul sits on its throne, let me assure you. Someone cares of your Home. […]

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Every Once In A While – Poetry

Dedicated To The Best… Possible Version Of Things Every once in a while, every other century I assume, the kind of love happens that makes you an electrified, magnetic Sun incapable of functioning in this common version of accepted reality. This is absolutely, truly scaring, completely nullifying, causes brain damage – as people forget they were ever hurt before, causes certain and sudden neuron malfunctions, as you become transformed, polished, shaken and swallowed by the great, mysterious, centuries-lasting powers of Love, who has absolutely no care for your convenience, job, status, opinions or other abnormalities. Hence, your great chance is […]

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Holi-Inspired Photography & The Poem “Colours”

Holi-Inspired Photography  Photographer: Kristina Likova Location: just outside of Plovdiv, Bulgaria    Colours Poetry by Svetlina Trifonova  – Colours will enter because you recognized the beauty of the blank canvas. – But I wish to remain a blank canvas. I don’t really need much of anything else anymore. I have you – we are together, in different spaces and times, we are always together, my beloved. I don’t need colours, let me be pure, I am a white space. I am beyond the colours, I’ve lived in the Light and swam through the darkness. I am beyond all poles of […]

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New Life – The Prayer of the Phoenix

Poetry of the Phoenix I seek a new life. Maybe I am here to bring a new light. Maybe I wasn’t fit for this world. And calculations turn out to be wrong at times. I try to integrate, to gather and to nourish. I try, and try, and try. And each attempt takes strength and courage. Are you like me? Attempting every single time. Was your light flickering sometimes? What did you go through, Soul? I see you wounded and forgotten. I am here. And I want to know. To listen. Seek a new life! One without a stain of […]

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Ask For The Silence|Poetry

Ask for the silence. Ask for time alone and time together. Ask for a dance away from violence. Ask, and ask, and ask again. But when your wish is granted – remember you are here for short. Just for the sweet momentum of the violins. Then when somebody holds your hands, when all your questions have been answered, remember the one who granted you this chance. Look up, find a beam of light and fly inside. Oh, how I pray that you remember. Svetlina Trifonova More poetry for the soul  (Copyright Applies) Please quote the author in case you share. Thank […]

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Waterdrop

  There I was, not knowing whether it was light or darkness around. I lived inside your eyes but didn’t know if I was inside lakes or pools of anger. What I saw there, I left with you. Night after night, I crossed the boulevard, flying through your window. I flew above you and full of darkness, I went to sleep in the palm of your hands. Like a water drop on a feather, sleeping through the only dream of God. Svetlina    

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Shadows

Draw for me piano keys, moons and forests, mystics, lovers and sit until the candle’s over.   In this Life I lived and died more than a couple of times. I played with Past tense, I mimicked the Present, I was a fool till the end, I was born to be loved but remained way too tender. Was I understood? Maybe not. All I saw was the Light of the Heavens. When in turn – around me were ghosts, Shadows from a Past I did not overcome. I was brought To what was painful, What was Dark Before I Asked…. […]

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The Most Quiet One

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The last One standing in the crowd, the One who doesn’t like the music oh-so-loud. The One who wishes, whispers, moves, and changes, the One who breathes within and rearranges. The One who gathers the crumbs and feeds the birds by the lake. The One who never mistrusts or assumes, the One who lets the bird out of its cage. The One unafraid to suffer or pay the prices of living so boldly, the one who hears the bells and climbs all the way up the stairs, the one who is dancing in silence. The one who knows you will […]

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Beautiful strangers

I see beautiful people looking through their windows, trying to make sense of their lives having all of their feelings… I see darling angels kissing beautiful strangers.. sending faith up to their doors close to the sea, close to the shores… Aren’t we so afraid to be living life day after day. Aren’t we so amazing, all the beautiful strangers… And when we all me on the street when we all find what we need oh, isn’t this life such a beautiful crime, beautiful crime.. Svetlina

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