Poems by Rozalia Aleksandrova, Bulgaria

 

HUNTERS OF HAPPINESS

Poets are Hunters of Happiness.

Word - like a bouquet of fragrant flowers,

like a glowin a cloudless sky,

like a green diaperin the desert,

like a warmarmatthepole,

like the smile of a friend.

The poet is alone with his dreams.

And he cries out with all his might for happiness.

Human happiness is a breath of wind.

Its  lips away on the top so flongings.

Only thegood hunters  of the  moments

they cannot ice it

without touching it.

And it already  travels toanother  soul,

another continent

another peaktargeted

from  the human  genius for conquest.

TheWorld goes  like this.

Joys, day  dreams  and quiet dreams.

They herald a new  beginning.

To everything  achieved  byhumans.

And  no going back!

***

I WENT DOWN TO THE SHORE

to look for the hut

with the fire and the man,

who appeared

in my dream from nowhere.

I went down to the shore.

The dunes lonely

searched for me.

I sank with them

in dreams.

And the path of the moon

hugged me.

Wise rain

seduces me.

I went down to the shore.

Alone. And eternal.

With disobedient

and searching heart.

In the mussel burned

looking at me

my own face.

I went down to the shore.

©RozaliaAleksandrova, Bulgaria

Rozalia Aleksandrova lives in Plovdiv, Bulgaria. Author of 11 poetry books. Editor and compiler of over 30 literary almanacs, collections. Initiator and organizer of the International Festival of Poetry “Spirituality Without Borders”from 2015.

She is one of the winners of the prestigious CESAR VALLEJO Prize for Literature - 2022. Winner of the MAHATMA GANDHI Leadership Award 2022; International Outstanding Poet Award of CHINESE LITERATURE FESTIVAL -2022 – Hubei`sProvincial Literature Federation and others.

Also published https://homouniversalisgr.blogspot.com/