Popular Mystery Poems

Have you heard of Shishentsi
dank village in the uppest Northern
West of Bulgaria, where did any
soul not feel the fayes tall to shorten

the sight of alienated villagers?
As the samovili roam in white,
amid wedding drummers, that by tatar pillagers
were slaughtered in the blossom of the bride.

Oh... people there wear garlic too.
In their pockets and they put
the safety measure in the children's blouse
without explanations, whispers be shut.

Some men in fairest oldening age
disappeared for some days
and...