Tuesday, March 27, 2018

ME: A drop


Just a drop to fill the silence,
one drop to stop the pain,
another small one for the sadness,
and few on top to paint the rain.

With it - it's a life of madness
and without it - horror story without end,
for emptiness is still the loudest
when everyone is screaming
through the silence of my veins.

Alone with you - seated right here near me - 
as happy as I have ever been,
alone and cold in the pool of blackness,
if a drop I drowned - of misery. 

Saturday, March 3, 2018

Сън от Димчо Дебелянов

Сънувах сън — о, сънища неверни! —

Над бездна, в непрогледни мрачини

стояхме; в дълбините неизмерни

с глух ропот се премятаха вълни.

 

До мен бе ти, що мойта нощ разсея,

но с нощ бе пълна моята душа,

и страшните предчувствия във нея

напразно се стремях да заглуша.

 

В миг булото на ужас и тревога

печалния ми поглед замъгли

и паднах аз в най-горка изнемога,

подхлъзнах се от мокрите скали.

 

Предсмъртен вик процепи тишината —

аз паднах в бездни, — свяст ми се зави,

и ти, с злорадний смях на Сатаната,

изкиска се и гърбом се изви!

Saturday, February 4, 2017

ME: Never alone


In the darkness,
on the street,
in the corner,
in the shadows,
I'm never alone,
lonesome as it may be...

There's one for each - 
different and the same,
She's gougers
and we're all her children,
made from
and
for her! 

She's always there -
waiting quietly,
to take me home
with a whiff of air -
the breath, second to last,
She greets me
and with the last
She takes me along...

If you are ever lonesome,
my precious boy,
don't you whimper and cry
for She'll be there for you,
to take you - one day!
With her - through the darkest light
and bring you home -
to me,
breathless and calm.
You are not alone!