The time drags, the time flies,
And people tell a thousand lies,
But still keep searching for the truth,
That seems so distant and aloof.
High in the skies the stars look down
On those fools who wear a crown,
Who pray for glory and success,
Who wish to rule and to possess.
The stars look down, so sage and cryptic,
On faked beauties, red with lipstick:
There’s nothing left of their charms
When lovers fall off their arms.
The happy dreamers of today,
To whom the life seems just a play,
Will still believe in fairy-tales,
In love forever that remains.
The happy dreams should last for ages,
And even if we miss some pages,
Let’s look ahead and let’s believe:
We’ll get as much as we will give.
Dreams
© Copyright: Полина Витлина, 2007
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I was deeply impressed by your poetry. It is wonderfull that you create and express you thouthts in English!
Юлия Маштакова 11.08.2008 23:30 • Заявить о нарушении
Юлия Маштакова 11.08.2008 23:30 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you kindly for your sweet remark. I am glad you liked it.
Полина Витлина 12.08.2008 11:27 Заявить о нарушении
Полина Витлина 12.08.2008 11:27 Заявить о нарушении
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