ME: Bulgarian haiku in English

I've found a clover

but it has no leaves - 

a horse had run it over

a cow had chew its life

ME: A story of a ghost

What do I do

to make the demons

in my head run away?

You don’t know

what they’ve done

to me, to you, to us.

They live inside me

and cut me open

Every night, inside out.

I tried to stand up

to the past,

to save my soul at last.

But I can’t keep

holding on

completely on my own.

If you ever find me

cold and lost,

forsaken, long gone,

spare a bite

to feed my ghost

and save me from returning –

haunted, haunting others lost.

ME: Pages

And the pages are dry

and are empty –

I have no tear left

to cry on,

I have no words backed up

to fill them,

I have no soul alive

to be sad.

There’s no sound left

to cry out with,

there’s no voice in

to sing away the blues,

there’s no heart in

to be broken.

There are only dreams,

which I left behind.

ME: Your pain

Your pain is endearing

especially when I caused it…

Your tears are so touching

they bring joy to my heart!

Your cries are so loud

I can hear them wherever I want.

Your words are so empty

they make me want to hurt you more!

I’d die to touch you –

to wipe out your smile.

I’d give all to hold you –

rack your spine with my arms!