September 2024
Zoya Gargova
zoyagargova@yahoo.com
Bio Note: I was born in Bulgaria. I am a retired scientist in the field of molecular biology. I am avid reader and I have been writing poetry since I learned to read.

Painting the sky

You will need many different colors- 
Bright like flames of a winter’s fire,
Sweet and gentle like a baby face.
Do not forget the dark and scary shades
that help the stars to shine.
Think about your brushes - 
soft and calm or rough and thick.
You will need to bring to life 
using all your talent for just one glimpse 
of an eternal ever-changing beauty.

Hatred

Rising like tornado, bursting like hot lava,
unstoppable and unpredictable,
 - unnatural disaster.
 Fear urges us to run away and far, 
blind and deaf,
until we stop out of breath.
Hope is  pale and faints when war begins;
a war is always going on somewhere….
Try
 - to remember how hatred ends,
how thin the thread that brings life is.
 Try
- to scratch deeper, search the seed
of consciousness - the only power 
to obliterate the animal aggression
rooted in our genes.
Give our hidden goodness
 a chance to make us human one more time.

©2024 Zoya Gargova
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