Submissions by AaronBraveHeart (Boyana Popova)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello! My name is Boyana. I love the sense of mystery, fantasy and magic; also the scent of exotic faraway places, especially the tropics and jungle temples. I love feeling holy and cold like the air of an early morning sorrowful Catholic cathedral.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Feb 2023 8:06am
5th Feb 2023 8:06am
We can go through cancer, my dear!
Don't give up, my dear sunshine;
your pain is like a knife to me,
your weary face expecting times,
when healthy you will be.
You are a hero on a quest
to regain your cozy smile,
and may your eyes find rest
but because they are alive;
beyond the lengthy struggle,
when each second is eternal,
hopeful trouble; gently huggle
me, in my love maternal.
Love that won't give up;
for we will find the root...
when the horror stops
you'll win a fresh route... ...
your pain is like a knife to me,
your weary face expecting times,
when healthy you will be.
You are a hero on a quest
to regain your cozy smile,
and may your eyes find rest
but because they are alive;
beyond the lengthy struggle,
when each second is eternal,
hopeful trouble; gently huggle
me, in my love maternal.
Love that won't give up;
for we will find the root...
when the horror stops
you'll win a fresh route... ...
#hope
#courage
#inspirational
#cancer
#determination
582 reads
27 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2023 10:36am
3rd Feb 2023 10:36am
Imaginary Friends
~ Written on the 27th of September 2008 ~~
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
◗♪♫♬
I'm always walking. Somewhere.
Trying to reach my imaginary friends.
I can see them. They're flying
around me and around my hands.
But when I stretch my arm,
I realise. They aren't here.
Well, they maybe aren't far.
They aren't near...
I'm walking. Somewhere.
And it's always the same.
I can't find them. Anywhere..
Isn't it a shame?
My warm smiles, my rainbows,
Everything's lost in the hole.
Heartless plays with voodoo dolls ...
#loneliness
#friendship
#dreams
#FeelingLost
#surreal
438 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2023 2:46am
3rd Feb 2023 2:46am
The 678 never-ending catsongs
~ Written on the 30th of October 2008 ~~
Waiting in her hopeless agony,
the shadows are running around.
In this world, there's no harmony..
She's running through the ghostly sound.
Now, she's shaking in her deadly paroxysm.
The black hole in her soul, here is the end.
She's been stuck between her dreams,
trying to reach her imaginary friend.
Shadows under her eyes, scary gongs.
World is empty, and the lonely cats
are singing their never-ending songs..
Waiting in her hopeless agony,
the shadows are running around.
In this world, there's no harmony..
She's running through the ghostly sound.
Now, she's shaking in her deadly paroxysm.
The black hole in her soul, here is the end.
She's been stuck between her dreams,
trying to reach her imaginary friend.
Shadows under her eyes, scary gongs.
World is empty, and the lonely cats
are singing their never-ending songs..
#loneliness
#dreams
#night
#ghosts
#mystery
293 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2023 2:29am
3rd Feb 2023 2:29am
My cancer superhero
A sudden glimpse of trains is hitting
but the avenue is rainy, colder
than my hopes that, weeping,
give you my homely shoulder.
Years passing in the mirror,
a reflection of a retro car,
is your death approaching near?
My cancer hero superstar.
A nebulae fogging eyes,
fragile guitar resting shyly,
politely my heart ignites
your gentleness but why...him?
You never loved as kindly
yet caressed my hoping face.
A videotape is now rewinding,
after disappearance erased.
Your lengthy hair fell down, ...
but the avenue is rainy, colder
than my hopes that, weeping,
give you my homely shoulder.
Years passing in the mirror,
a reflection of a retro car,
is your death approaching near?
My cancer hero superstar.
A nebulae fogging eyes,
fragile guitar resting shyly,
politely my heart ignites
your gentleness but why...him?
You never loved as kindly
yet caressed my hoping face.
A videotape is now rewinding,
after disappearance erased.
Your lengthy hair fell down, ...
#love
#grief
#hope
#cancer
#fear
337 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2023 5:01pm
2nd Feb 2023 5:01pm
Catsong
~ Written on the 24th of October 2008 ~~
A never-ending autumn is living in my head.
My soul's empty and my world is blackened.
I'm living in a desert, and a desert's living in,
It feels like the song of the lonely wind,
like the birds on the live wire, like a strange drawing.
It looks like I'm staying, but actually I'm crawling.
I'm far away from people, I live in a different place.
There's ghost mist in my soul and mist in my face.
Deeper is my pleasure, deeper are my feelings,
I'm just a living sleeper, a paper doll who...
A never-ending autumn is living in my head.
My soul's empty and my world is blackened.
I'm living in a desert, and a desert's living in,
It feels like the song of the lonely wind,
like the birds on the live wire, like a strange drawing.
It looks like I'm staying, but actually I'm crawling.
I'm far away from people, I live in a different place.
There's ghost mist in my soul and mist in my face.
Deeper is my pleasure, deeper are my feelings,
I'm just a living sleeper, a paper doll who...
#loneliness
#cats
#tragedy
#despair
#emptiness
227 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2023 4:56pm
2nd Feb 2023 4:56pm
Lover
~ Written on the 18th of February 2018 ~~
@'~'- ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆
In this cold and starry night
On my bed I lay alone
In my head I'm asking why
do I miss you to the bones?
Once you said, don't waste your life
waiting for me there...
But that's me, for you I'd dive
into depths unknown, I'd dare!
But the night I said is cold,
as the wind blows some sorrow,
tells me, you're too bold,
he may leave tomorrow...
And the wind is right
Why my burning fire ...
@'~'- ⋆⁺₊⋆ ☀︎ ⋆⁺₊⋆
In this cold and starry night
On my bed I lay alone
In my head I'm asking why
do I miss you to the bones?
Once you said, don't waste your life
waiting for me there...
But that's me, for you I'd dive
into depths unknown, I'd dare!
But the night I said is cold,
as the wind blows some sorrow,
tells me, you're too bold,
he may leave tomorrow...
And the wind is right
Why my burning fire ...
#sadness
#love
#grief
#loneliness
#rejection
353 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Jan 2023 10:05am
19th Jan 2023 10:05am
Fear of Loss (Funeral: The Last Rites Competition Entry)
Always the same scenario...
repeated in my head.
Long days now rarely do
stop haunting in my bed.
The wind is rather quiet;
alas, a whispered song.
I'm blind, my eyes are shut.
For I must be wrong.
No one has died yet;
but I attend a funeral;
for my love is upset
to lose, though presumable.
The weepers shriek,
but can't revive,
along the corpse still vivid.
A mourner, I'm weak,
deader inside,
than the soul forever lifted.
The dead are gone;
but I am here.
Lonely,
on...
repeated in my head.
Long days now rarely do
stop haunting in my bed.
The wind is rather quiet;
alas, a whispered song.
I'm blind, my eyes are shut.
For I must be wrong.
No one has died yet;
but I attend a funeral;
for my love is upset
to lose, though presumable.
The weepers shriek,
but can't revive,
along the corpse still vivid.
A mourner, I'm weak,
deader inside,
than the soul forever lifted.
The dead are gone;
but I am here.
Lonely,
on...
#grief
#hope
#death
#sun
#dawn
328 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
5th Nov 2022 7:27pm
5th Nov 2022 7:27pm
Mahatma Kuthumi Pythagoras (Visual)
Mahatma Kuthumi Pythagoras
#happiness
#love
#inspirational
#God
#faith
455 reads
7 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
14th Sep 2022 2:48pm
14th Sep 2022 2:48pm
St. Revered David of Hermopolis
Have you ever felt the desert?
A home of ashy camel hooves,
dangerous brigands, chief first,
kill amid God with countermoves.
This is where David thrives;
Blood on swords of wilderness.
Ferocious face that pities lives
less than chance deserving access.
Yet God's providence is loved,
he quite knowing murdered hearts,
no one erased but still unreproved,
fate unbiased, as choices are art.
No one crueler than David walked,
a head of over thirty restless,
he tortured till the victims locked
in countenance...
A home of ashy camel hooves,
dangerous brigands, chief first,
kill amid God with countermoves.
This is where David thrives;
Blood on swords of wilderness.
Ferocious face that pities lives
less than chance deserving access.
Yet God's providence is loved,
he quite knowing murdered hearts,
no one erased but still unreproved,
fate unbiased, as choices are art.
No one crueler than David walked,
a head of over thirty restless,
he tortured till the victims locked
in countenance...
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#LifeChangingMoment
#historical
#philosophical
482 reads
12 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jul 2022 12:40pm
21st Jul 2022 12:40pm
Freedom is Back
The waves are hitting seaside rocks
and my vacation's almost over.
I'm trying to heal with salty drops,
carried by the wind's exposure.
Are they adventurers on airy rafts,
or are they just my desperate tears?
Deep inside, I imagine scenery of crafts,
that inspire for a living but who really hears?
In the bus I'm heading to my home,
to slavery of irradiation tasteless,
I am desperate to escape but feel alone;
and this is how I'm stuck yet restless.
Does this job provide a safe tomorrow?
As this is why I never...
and my vacation's almost over.
I'm trying to heal with salty drops,
carried by the wind's exposure.
Are they adventurers on airy rafts,
or are they just my desperate tears?
Deep inside, I imagine scenery of crafts,
that inspire for a living but who really hears?
In the bus I'm heading to my home,
to slavery of irradiation tasteless,
I am desperate to escape but feel alone;
and this is how I'm stuck yet restless.
Does this job provide a safe tomorrow?
As this is why I never...
#happiness
#courage
#freedom
#escape
#FeelingTrapped
539 reads
17 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2022 7:05pm
3rd Jun 2022 7:05pm
Sauron Painting (Visual)
Sauron Painting (Visual)
#dark
#murder
#evil
#JRRTolkien
#horror
621 reads
9 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th May 2022 7:42pm
18th May 2022 7:42pm
Oh NO! Snap! And Life is gone.
Today I've sent an alarming invitation
to my yucky past of scholarly doom;
when boredom struggled in patience;
I have sent it; but to whom?
It was to my frizzy hair.
It was the issue, most of all.
Excellence does often bear
the crown of lack of hairstyle.
I did waste my teenage years.
For I guiltily just always studied.
Salt smells of vacations but my tears
tasted like the very same ingredient, but bullied.
Now, university has different airs.
Freedom unlocked, like there's no tomorrow. ...
to my yucky past of scholarly doom;
when boredom struggled in patience;
I have sent it; but to whom?
It was to my frizzy hair.
It was the issue, most of all.
Excellence does often bear
the crown of lack of hairstyle.
I did waste my teenage years.
For I guiltily just always studied.
Salt smells of vacations but my tears
tasted like the very same ingredient, but bullied.
Now, university has different airs.
Freedom unlocked, like there's no tomorrow. ...
#courage
#LifeStruggles
#misunderstood
#FeelingTrapped
#responsibility
459 reads
10 Comments
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