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POETRY
by A. Filipov
Andrey Filipov
4.09.2018 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Requests / Cross
Nothing can be demanded. No deals can be struck. When facing God one can only beg...
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Andrey Filipov
1.08.2018 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Horror
A burned hand learns to fear the flame in milliseconds...
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Andrey Filipov
4.04.2018 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Rummaging
Did I leave it in my pocket, next to the keys to my home? Or in my wallet, or with my phone?
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Andrey Filipov
29.11.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Turning Point
The city’s lights burn retinas with the afterglow of shaky swirls while pretty head-ache flames crawl through the back of my skull.
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Andrey Filipov
29.10.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Restored
I traded with the devil my eyes for his sight. He also gave me hearing where whispers arrived.
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Andrey Filipov
7.10.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Colour
Somewhere I read "write the truest thing you know" so I decided to have a go...
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Andrey Filipov
27.06.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Road
You have seen our spirits as we walked on earth on the roads where you survive to love.
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Andrey Filipov
6.06.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Prey
Can a candle light the way if a candle can just say that a man tried to pray for his body made of clay?
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Andrey Filipov
21.04.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Borrowed Time
Birds bolt as bells blast the silence. The sun vaults rays casting shadows. Past is the time where high temples were built.
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Andrey Filipov
8.04.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Strings
From the flowering petals to the crashing waves,
from the burning stars to the singing birds, the atoms breathe...
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Andrey Filipov
31.03.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Marked
Oh, it’s grand feeling like the center of attention... with all the birds and trees singing outside of comprehension...
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Andrey Filipov
13.02.2017 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Rituals
There is something very deeply religious about star-gazing or collecting stamps, or building shrines out of fly-ridden cow heads.
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Andrey Filipov
8.01.2017 г.време за четене: 5 мин.
Flow
The youth that was I, Schrödinger said,
there is no intermediate break no death... nor will there ever be.
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Andrey Filipov
25.11.2016 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Vanity
But in the real world, in the physical world,
you, you were born to a line of fucking monsters...
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Andrey Filipov
12.11.2015 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Like a Ripple in a Puddle
I keep talking to you. Whether you passed in your sleep or your brain shut down or your body turned against you...
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Andrey Filipov
19.06.2015 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Lives Foregone
I once gazed into the water and a shadow gazed back into me.
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Andrey Filipov
9.04.2015 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
Faith
One can easily think what is the unthinkable.
But how does one forget what is unforgettable?
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Andrey Filipov
2.03.2014 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
A Perceptual Abyss
Caffeine peaks bringing on the tidal flow.
Rabbit heart beats cardboard melts to painted snow.
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Andrey Filipov
14.10.2013 г.време за четене: 1 мин.
For Almost a Year
If I were the man
To wake up next to you
For a year, I would...
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Andrey Filipov
14.01.2010 г.време за четене: 0 мин.
Solaris
The softhearted whisper of the cerulean space.
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