Night and day in crate
That’s just lonely cry
And she’s here
And she’s wait
Giving rize....
Just believe your soul
Freedom taste is near
Catch it, never lose
And don’t burn your wings
Reaching this...
Your flight of the dreaming
To desired top
Conducted there strongly
With alluring voice
Such native and far
The way back is not here
Desire and fire
You know – comes again
Seems like barbed wire
I hold heart in palms
And this bloody fire
Nonrealized plans
That myth dissipated
It’s naked reality
And sulphuric acid
Will burn capability
Some years
Congestion
Same feelings
When you stopped your flight
Prophetical dreams
You at last have found
The meaning, what you are...
Today became a target
Each your already lived day
Every your missed idea....
Prophetical dreams...
© Copyright: Елена Сат Князева, 2006
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