A heart without wishes,
A dream without wings,
No whisper from a sea-shell,
No splash of reveries…
All feelings are illusion,
The world’s distorted glass,
There’s no direct conclusion,
What do tell us the stars…
And we are put in irons,
Who has chained us in frames?!!
Who has limited icons
And seized our hearts and brains?!?!!
How can’t you see the faces
Of vulnerable worlds?..
Why can’t you follow traces
To heart of Universe???
What is the mooring anchor,
Captivating wind
Of soul’s saint anger
And a thirst to live?!?!!..
(2004)
A heart without wishes
© Copyright: Талвир, 2007
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