#1
I want you to know about love,
This sunny and wonderful feeling,
And I wish you to feel it enough,
But remember that sometimes it's killing.
#2
Somebody tells me his own mind:
"All of us live to be happy all life."
"All of us" - no, he's lying,
There's somebody living for dying.
#3
You should know your mother's the nature,
It's the mother of all in the world.
You can't just look at it as at picture
Which is so good but is cold.
(Казахстан,
пос. Тузусай Алма-атинской обл.,
июнь-июль 94г.)
Short poetry
© Copyright: Марина Назаренко, 2005
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