Bogdan Poems
something about smartphone addiction
by Bogdan Dragos
I liked her dad
He was an interesting guy
preached all day
long
about smartphone
addiction
while his daughter was on her
smartphone, ignoring
him
......
wasted years in a picture
by Bogdan Dragos
Wasted years
What do they look like?
Can you show in a picture?
He nodded to himself
as he thought
about it
Of course
......
You continue because of it
by Bogdan Dragos
it's a bit cold
I'm sitting by the margin of the river
Fishing
A bit upset
There were too many fish who escaped
my nets
I sigh
throw 'em again
......
no poem, no poetic justice
by Bogdan Dragos
He kept coming back
That was his only skill
Respect is not something you can possibly
be born with. The children of
kings and lords
should know this
but most don't
Though this kid who kept coming back
......
songless bird
by Bogdan Dragos
a songless bird
that would be the nicest
name she’d been
called
the others,
far more common,
being
that little wench
......
an old instrument with rusty strings
by Bogdan Dragos
he sits alone in the
darkness
on a wooden chair
The walls surrounding him
have no
mirrors and
the windows are covered
by the thickest blinds
......
feeling the train
by Bogdan Dragos
A pretty thick
slice
of hell
That was life
so far
But today things
will change
......
no country for romantic men
by Bogdan Dragos
and the few survivors who couldn’t
fight
were lined up
along with the civilians
and shot
or killed in ways to entertain the soldiers
And dogs were trained to
tear them to shreds
and the ground became black with
their soaked blood
......
songless bird
by Bogdan Dragos
a songless bird
that would be the nicest
name she’d been
called
the others,
far more common,
being
that little wench
......
hope she’s okay wherever she is
by Bogdan Dragos
she kept saying how much she
hated her tattoos
and kept showing them
to us
"Got 'em when I was young and
dumb and now I
jus' wanna rip my skin off."
......
