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POET NINA ZARKOVA
НЕСТИНАРКА Боса върху въглените живи тази нощ със огъня танцувам Толкова изящна и красива, аз се смея, радвам и вълнувам.

Poet Muhammad Gaddafi
childhood Childhood Immersed in the childhood of my mistakes, Cannot distinguish an earthworm From its mole. I

Poet Wali Josim || Variation
With your radiant touch Burning love, burning body and mind! At the golden peak of consciousness shines Awakens the

Poet Maja Milojković
Keys to the Universe If you are kind and don’t ask for anything in return If someone else’s success makes

Poet Tarana Turan Rahimli
They will recognize me from my love Some will leave their traces, in this world Some won’t be satisfied

ERALIEVA Umutkan Polotovna
MOMMY Shined like the spring sun, You looked like May. She fed me, rejoiced, Sang bye-bye songs. I will

Poems by Chen Hsiu–chen陳秀珍
Fingers 手指 Because I left early operation of the conveyor belt that running overtime my rough fingers in comparison with












