Even near my river
Still can hear a hum
Wouldn’t drawn my great fear
Scare to lose my best love
All day looking in water
Saving goodness in mine
Try to reach my immortal
Deeping all to inside...
To lose minds is a human
World forget all that kind
And the more life defies me
I stand close to decline
Sorrow stuck in forever
I am melting with time
Only bleeding like never
And this yelling’s not slight
I’m a mute dying tree
Creeping down to my river
World for me will not be
I don’t asking for living
Cosy warmness in You –
Wish it’s reason to be
Hope believing it’s true
Think no hollow in sea?
Maybe not the eclipse
Not The Garden of Eden
Should all things be like this?
For my foeman it’s clear
Where is source of the goodness –
Horrid places I hate?!
Grey, dark, angry and feelless
People close their gate.
Osier
© Copyright: Константин Бурков, 2005
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Красивый стих, but it's impossible to be so dark and hopeless!
Наталья Романова Луганск 27.01.2006 14:16 • Заявить о нарушении
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