Я помню чудное мгновенье
I remenisce that charming moment,
You then appeared in front of me
To last your image for a sonnet
As genuine Aphrodite.
When suffering of hopeless boredom
In noisy worried daily fuss
My ears kept your voice bell-order.
My eyes kept you - ma belle enface.
The winds of change and new callendar
Dispersed the dreams I once despised,
And I forgot your voice so tender,
Your gorgeous face, your angel's eyes.
I lived in darkness of the forest.
It was imprisonment I strived:
No inspiration, no Goddess,
No tears, no love and hardly life.
My soul awoke with smiles and sonnets,
When you appeared in front of me
To last your image for a moment
As genuine Aphrodite.
My heart is beating far from modest.
Five elements fill in this glove:
There's inspiration, there is Goddess,
There's life, there's pain and there is love.
© Copyright: Алла Белоусова, 2009
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Im schocked and awfully confused,
My brilliant and sharming muse....................
Иван Хитрый Мансь Ульянов 14.04.2009 14:59 • Заявить о нарушении
My brilliant and sharming muse....................
Иван Хитрый Мансь Ульянов 14.04.2009 14:59 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you, hayati! (That is "my life" in Arabic) I Utterly love you. You make me walk that extra mile. I do hope to see you before I die.
Алла Белоусова 14.04.2009 15:33 Заявить о нарушении
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