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Nataliq Georgieva Poem
In my soul a window opened
and I weave my smiles in crape.
But a wish, so cruelly broken
fades away in the shadows of the past.
I’m so in love, but deprived of loving,
like nightingale without a voice,
Why the fate so mercilessly has poisoned
the seed of love, that grew in us.
Life goes away, it runs so quickly,
like dewy drop, which, falls in lake.
It quite true, you live only twice –
when you are born and when you love.
Copyright © Nataliq Georgieva | Year Posted 2012
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Nataliq Georgieva Poem
In my soul a window opened
and I weave my smiles in crape.
But a wish, so cruelly broken
fades away in the shadows of the past.
I’m so in love, but deprived of loving,
like nightingale without a voice,
Why the fate so mercilessly has poisoned
the seed of love, that grew in us.
Life goes away, it runs so quickly,
like dewy drop, which, falls in lake.
It quite true, you live only twice –
when you are born and when you love.
Copyright © Nataliq Georgieva | Year Posted 2012
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Nataliq Georgieva Poem
Like a rose by autumn broken,
losing charm of wound in the frost,
so with a tear in me
your heart -my heart hurts.
And I'm not care not color nor bird,
no feel sorry for this tiny drass,
in each image and star I found
see a shadow of your trail not once,
captured by the visual fraud,
fly like free butterfly in your sections
and search and call, but you're not
your are not a bird nor a blade,you are
just a piece of my heart and breath....
/"REVELATION" -Natalia Georgieva/
Copyright © Nataliq Georgieva | Year Posted 2011
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Nataliq Georgieva Poem
Morning shifts the stars with rays
and the sun a clear sky kissed,
track of the night with dewy drops
the day as a wizard erased.
And in prayer my heart strops
before the celebration of nature-word
may God keep me in the moment at least,
splits when life is like a flower bloomed...
And when every speck and wight
this music of awakening loves
so our destingy gives us and lift freigth
insight and pure thougth attracts,
Now with one hope thirsted
I'm ready to give wings to my dreams,
vow to myself being alwyes traveled
and spirit of excitement to remise...
Copyright © Nataliq Georgieva | Year Posted 2010
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Nataliq Georgieva Poem
The kingdom of the spring has come at last
the earth is new, the flowers burst.
with noice and warmth and vivid strenght
young and reniewed are we again.
Listen how the dancing creek
calls his sister so tender and quick,
she is the river rushing wide and deep
swallowing him in her falls and depts.
Look at the trees covered with blossoms
so gently bowing in silent rhythm ,
dressed so nice with woderfull colours
they are so beautiful, so bright, and so real.
The meadows are awaken and full of desire
magical carpets are the endless fields.
every small bit of earth and stone are covered with
Beautiful green, so fresh and so sweet.
At early morning the tulips are so gracefull
bringing a toast with red chalises,
hyacinths – tender bell ringers look at them
and smile with warm joy.
The narcis is naugthy, he bows to the lilly.
she is so shy, so innocent,
poor little thing, poor tender lilly
is she beginig to cry and to wheep.
The magical singers have reapered.
the beautiful swallow, the sweet nighingale.
they have come from the far south.
and as always they are ready to sing.
The spring has brought the everlasting youth
changing everithing with magical speed.
with joyfull noice and vivid power.
i see again bright and woderfull world..
/"The kingdom of the sprig has come"/N.Georgieva
Copyright © Nataliq Georgieva | Year Posted 2011
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Wind nobody will interferes,
playing dance of leaves,
birds of a talker speeches,
to rejoice the forest and flowers.
Comes true the nature its beauties-
why can not our destingy dreams?
Looks after the solar storm thrill,
and afters the winter,spring revives,
anly dead branches,leaves and burl
and never ending nature raises.
Why the destingy balks us and looks,
and all desired dreams always beats?...
/"Desired occurrence"-Lawyer N.Georgieva/
Copyright © Nataliq Georgieva | Year Posted 2011
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