Can anybody help me to be strong?..
Again got stuck in some destructive net.
I feel like I'm descending to nowhere
And clinging to a thin fragile hair.
I hate these plastic people all around...
What on the earth they have to care about?
These iron robots can't reflect and feel,
But to my great displeasure they are real.
My tears are slowly turning into ice,
And I'm fed up with wearing fake disguise...
I hate myself for being weak sometimes,
I try to spill my mood in moody rhymes...
I'm so afraid to lose some things I have;
I can't imagine life without love...
I should give up these thoughts and carry on...
Can anybody help me to be strong?..
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Well.. how much we are ruled by our sub-consciousness ? – not less a half of our activity isn’t internally discussed & weighted & confirmed – but just chosen & made up, isn’t it?
I’d like to make reasonable – understood & confirmed – some simple but important things:
(1) the human’s consciousness is protected by the fact that it is enclosed in an impenetrable shell of the skull; we’re never able to look in it with any candle; it’s a law of nature & consequently we should accept it as goodness; from other side – it’s actual basis of human’s loneliness – though not to be hurt with, but enjoy it; it looks acceptable with one important addition – let’s improve it with wish & readiness to walk one towards another for ever – let’s afford it ourselves.. we deserve it
lonely people with wish & readiness to walk one towards another for ever – a way of human’s happiness
(2) from the very being born we all love something & somebody – and enjoy it; so on – the love is a goodness in the life, with anybody’s confirmation; why should the most strong & powerful kind of love – to hurt us badly? – I would reject it; having in mind our being protected mentally (the law number One above), as well as knowledge of the possibility for the love to repeat many times in life – shouldn’t we moderate it when occurred – for our own sake & our partner’s sake; as we both are quite different & are put face to face by love – only by blind love, – shouldn’t we attempt a step back to be reasonable enough – to enjoy your reasonability – and see: we are unacceptable different! – or we are perfectly fit! – but never let it hurt you.. let this wave – to smooth & go away – when found too absurd.. ready to walk one towards another for ever – but not becoming idiot this way, not falling into slavery & not requesting it from your lover..
to walk one towards another for ever, looking into the eyes – it’s a way of endless happiness.. or let it stop when it doesn’t suit you.. remember it – but don’t let it to destroy you..
amen
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sincerely,
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ps – should we marry all of our fabulous lovers? – well.. maybe the lest idiotic & the most reliable one?
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 18.03.2011 11:00 Заявить о нарушении
But you say: never let it it hurt you... Do you think you always can control love? I strongly disagree here. The best you can do if it hurts you is either to find courage and escape or to be patient enough to endure the pain for the sake of love. But control it? No.. You cannot let or not let it hurt you.
But I agree about our (sub)conscience, i.e. readiness to accept it as goodness and enjoy it.. Yes, but again it's a very difficult thing to do. You must struggle with yourself to achieve that. I'm glad for those people who live like that. They are lucky. On the other hand, people too involved in their sub-conscience risk not to find another loner to walk with)
Thanks again for the raised topic. It's a rare thing on this website, let alone lack of reviews on poems in different language.
Best regards
Татьяна Мехнина 18.03.2011 12:05 Заявить о нарушении
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 18.03.2011 12:38 Заявить о нарушении
Thanks again for the raised topic. It's a rare thing on this website, let alone lack of reviews on poems in different language.
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could you give me a favor mentioning some site where people are more inclined to chatter abt making poetry.. feelings..
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 22.03.2011 10:31 Заявить о нарушении
Татьяна Мехнина 22.03.2011 11:04 Заявить о нарушении
many thanks
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 22.03.2011 12:42 Заявить о нарушении
it’s so pleasant – to carelessly fall in love, and experience all the joys of opening each other, of giving themselves to each other .. it is - enjoyment .. earthly, equal to heavenly
how much we would like to be thoughtless - so close is the parting.. as soon it doesn’t create duties..
and abortion – isn’t it the murder, is it? - and to cause infertility - isn't it a crime?
to be reckless – up to murder, up to crime .. for which there is "no punishment"
we really need to be – “sapiens”.. teenagers - to know to use condoms, or else - the murder .. when falling in love – to watch to what a fruit you give your berries.. decide & make it open - up to what responsibility you are ready to walk in this spring..
sincerely,
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probably a man shouldn't talk such reflections to a young lady?.. I am sorry.. if any..
being impressed with http://www.stihi.ru/2011/02/19/8843
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 24.03.2011 10:38 Заявить о нарушении
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March again. Already warmer. Lace of Snowdrops.
Shyly sun is pouring spring on waking town.
Birds applying to the sky all warmest kiss-works
By the wings ... by screams - enliven all around!
Play of drops replaced jolly - spleens of winter's ,
Breaking ice in small & sharped crocks & shards ...
They reflect - all those fragile glass of windows -
Brighter lips & higher heels & lighter dress.
Thermometer's higher and higher for gentle pluses
One by one degrees – the soul is rushing high...
Forefeeling - soon in love again to be... Oops!
Whether Cupid's wings just rustled nearby ? ..
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 24.03.2011 16:58 Заявить о нарушении
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Дмитрий Краев Рэм 25.03.2011 07:54 Заявить о нарушении
The heaven gets injured –
As a man, a dog, a wolf..
But it cannot hide wounds
In blackberry’s twilight.. –
By morning they are fallen -
the ichor – like dew-drops,
the blood-drops - to blossom
with carnation's aroma ...
Will rush the passers-by,
looking at their feet
stubbornly -
if only they were not
bothered...
The broken sky's dome
From puddles smiling with pity, -
they are unlikely to notice.. -
may be - at bitter old age,
or at facing death.
Days are rolling - as cherries,
people - losing a lot...
Heaven forgives sinners
of paternal love.
... If they were more breathed -
the sincere prayers from lips,
It would risen again -
the rainbow’s dried palette..
Wounds, as under healer's hand,
would shrunk to an overnight ...
Just if we’d caressed heavens
More often - with our eyelashes.
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Do we always know the meaning of our wishes? – why did I do this translation? – I wished to get deep into the poem.. as deep as possible.. & I do it syllable by syllable, character by character.. Am I satisfied? – I do not know.. I just have done what I wished.. entertained myself, maybe.. surely - I didn't reincarnate - translated only
many thanks for the original
Дмитрий Краев Рэм 25.03.2011 11:20 Заявить о нарушении
As a man, a dog, a wolf..
It stands away from the sense. But the rest is quite right!
Probably, you should write the translations under those poems, otherwise we have this vast sheet of words here, under this old-old poem, where nobody can read it))
Thank you again! It's not even the translation that matters but the process of sinking into the poem, right? If you like the original and like translating it - that's great, that's probably enough, unless you want translating to be your job)
Татьяна Мехнина 25.03.2011 12:26 Заявить о нарушении