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воскресенье, 10 марта 2013 г.

Life

Your life is so beautiful,
You're shining like a star,
You already said all that you knew
And now you seem so far

        From garbage and miseries,
        From duties and cries,
        Your existence is teasing us -
        Who gave you these rights?

We all are just like animals,
Like pitiful dust,
You were our beam of happiness -
Why you go forward so fast

        From garbage and miseries,
        From duties and cries?
        Your departure is teasing us -
        Who gave you these rights?

You're gorgeous and beautiful,
But you forgot all required words,
Your silence is perfect sin -
Things'll never be like before.

That's why you can go,
That's why fly away!
Our motions may be slow,
But now we'll live for a day

        In garbage and miseries,
        In duties and cries,
        In this funny and strange world,
        Full of hellos and goodbyes.
(25.09.2012)

Let yourself be happy

Open your eyes and then you'll see
            this beautiful world around your soul:
Green grass and blue skies,
And forest, where wild animals
         live full and free, and fast.
Hear the voice, voice of Nature:
It lead you to the Tree,
Tree from Eden.
But destroy it.
Despise the wisdom.
Be a murderer.
Kill every creature who smarter than you.
Bury it.
And kill again.

This is the most proper way.

Your smile is so innocent.
You're gorgeous.
Now your can smell scent of victory,
Fragrance of splendor.
It's amazing.
It inspires. 

Isn't this better?

Just let yourself be happy
And die.   
(16.09.2012)

digging out a hole in my heart

I'm in deepest, darkest ravine,
Painful doubts,
Sorrowful thoughts
Dance their crippled dances 
On my pitiful bones.
Destruction.
I sing soulless songs of silence.
Dumbest choices.
Most hateful time of my life.
Why I'm here now?
I wanna sleep.
I wish I have a swarm of dreams
About fire,
About beauty
Of oblivion.
But I'm awake.
And world says me "Shut up, turn out and leave" -
It's answer to my every wish,
To every prayer.
And it's funny.
Rules of my existence.
Blindness.
I'm drowning.
Again and again.
Constant repetition of my "six feet under".
I'm fading away.
I'm melting in shades of rain.
People see me, 
Stay next to me,
Surround me.
And somebody begin to dig out
A hole in my heart.

This moment is my punishment
And my extasy.
But who cares?

Fragile neck, porcelain hair, ivory eyes...
Sopor of my consciousness.

Welcome to purgatory.
(15.06.2012)

Touch

Don't touch me.
Don't touch me again.
No need.
My skin is so thin -
You can rend it,
Accidentally.
Or...?
You can rend it and turn me inside out.
And then you'll see
All ugliness,
All mess,
All wicked wishes and bizarre intentions,
My share of laxity,
Ambiguity,
Vagueness,
Terror
And wails.

For what?

Don't waste your time.
Don't touch me.
Never.

Never.

Please.

Never.


Now.
(15.06.2012)

четверг, 24 мая 2012 г.

Please

Our tiny, shameful and funny novel,
Little story about rage and regrets...
Please accept that I tried pretty well,
That you couldn't get me out of the mess,
Please remember that our winter is gone,
That it's awesome and it's kinda sad,
That may be we'll be never alone -
Please accept and please don't be so mad.
I accept that it'll always be the same,
I accept that everything's gonna be swept,
Please come here and whisper my name,
Please - and we'll make our first step.

Our step to eternity.
( 22.05.2012)

Only one way


There's only one way -
One path through dying stars,
One place for us,
One hour for our lives,
One sorrowful day
For all funny lies,
One song for all hateful and desperate times,
One crowded room
For our lonely cries.

Did you forget
   about your dreams,
About dirty thoughts
   and beautiful screams?
How many people did you dissect?
What are you wishing for?
What did you expect?

You know nothing.
Your head's full of steam.

So what?
Why are you trying to stickle?
Why are you looking for encouraging beam
In our familiar emptiness?
Why now?

There's only one way.
Go.
Don't look to the sides.
Don't look back.
And then you'll find your door into summer.
(23.03.2012)