I don't remember much of my childhood
I was a bit of an outsider kid
But I keep in my mind Dimitar
He was so mad in love with me
Unfortunately, I didn't see it
Until my classmate illumined me
That he was a boyfriend liked to be
For me my uncertain feeling
As a woman that somebody could love
Then I affected the heart of Dimitar
I crashed his pure emotions down
Today I wonder in my introvert's seeing
What happened with his brown eyes?
Again, we bumped into each other
After a big punch of time
We were greeted on the street by strangers
The wind blew out of our sight
The slightest memoir of the past
I don't remember much of my childhood
I was a runner of the standard pupil's life
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The dance of Autumn's leaves
PoetryThis Poetry collection is about Lifepath, and the growing up as a mature person. The Book contains philosophical poems about personal achievements and dreams with optimistic, bittersweet and sad taste. Everything written here, is based on my own e...
