Boris Jonathan Novak : Writing

My Gray Skies

My Gray Skies

A Poem by Boris Jonathan Novak


When you love someone, the sky should be a beautiful blue.
Rusted Heart

Rusted Heart

A Poem by Boris Jonathan Novak


Once you've had enough of the mind games, you just know to let go.
I'm Only Your Friend...

I'm Only Your Friend...

A Poem by Boris Jonathan Novak


This is for everyone and no one :-/
Can You Feel Me?

Can You Feel Me?

A Poem by Boris Jonathan Novak


When the other person should feel what your heart is giving. And they do.
What a Darkness We Do Make

What a Darkness We Do Make

A Poem by Boris Jonathan Novak


Sometimes love is actually lust staring out from a dark tunnel.
Sunday Mourning

Sunday Mourning

A Story by Boris Jonathan Novak


One Sunday, Dominique awoke, only to find herself dead. But it took her some time to realize it.

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