В сердечном Неглиже...

Без чувства - люди умирают...
становятся тенями..
Они - не сразу это замечают...
но... постепенно тают...
Растаяв... растворяются в ночи...
деревьев старых пнями...
Или становятся... внезапно...
миражами... и улетают...

Тропинкою извилистой...
среди суровых скал...
Кружатся... непрерывно...
и в поиске начал...
Глотают каждый вздох...
отпущенный судьбой...
Волненья белоснежного...
летящих облаков...

Тобой - ещё не пройдена?..
чудесная тропа...
Что приведет тебя в тупик...
на склоне дня...
Когда... склонив колени...
молишь до утра...
Или молчишь... в волненьи...
руки теребя...

Зачем?.. скажи... наш мир... -
так одинок и пуст?..
Приносит... боль разлук...
и сумрачную грусть...
Пугает... неба крик...
когда очнулся вдруг...
Тропа... не вывела из круч...
разлив сплошной испуг...

По венам... кровь стучит...
тревогою в висках...
На сложных поворотах...
в мире миражей...
Вдруг... засияет нежностью...
в твоих глазах...
Проснётся озарением....
в сердечном неглиже...

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Without feeling - people die...
become the shadows gray...
Don't notice it right away...
but... they gradually melt away...
Melting... dissolving in the night...
like old trees stumps...
Or become... suddenly... mirages...
and fly away... in far expanse...

Winding path... among the harsh...
of rocks... circling... continuously...
and in search of the beginnings...
It will swallow every breath...
released by envy fate...
The excitement snow-white...
like flying flufy clouds...

You are not yet passed?..
a wonderful great path...
It will lead you to a dead end...
on the decline of the day...
When... bending your knees...
you pray until the morning...
Or you're silent... in agitation...
fiddling with your hands...

Why?.. tell me... in our world...
is so lonely and empty?..
Brings... the pain of parting...
and gloomy sadness...
Frightens ... the sky cry...
when  it suddenly woken up...
The path... did not lead out...
of the steeps... spilling fright..

Through the veins...
the blood is pounding...
Anxiety in the temples...
on the difficult turns...
in the world of mirages...
Suddenly... will shine with...
tenderness... in your eyes...
Wakes up with insight....
in a heart negligee ...


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Without feeling - people die...
become the shadows gray...
Don't notice it right away...
but... they gradually melt away...
Melting... dissolving in the night...
like old trees stumps...
Or become... suddenly... mirages...
and fly away... in far expanse...

Winding path... among the harsh...
of rocks... circling... continuously ...
and in search of beginnings ...
It will swallow every breath...
released by envy fate...
The excitement snow-white...
like flying flufy clouds ...

You are not yet passed?..
a wonderful great path ...
It will lead you to a dead end...
on the decline of the day...
When... bending your knees...
you pray until the morning...
Or you're silent... in agitation...
fiddling with your hands...

Why?.. tell me... in our world...
is so lonely and empty?..
Brings... the pain of parting...
and gloomy sadness...
Frightens ... the sky cry ...
when ut suddenly woken up ..
The path ... did not lead out...
of the steeps ... spilling fright ...

Through the veins...
the blood is pounding...
Anxiety in the temples...
on the difficult turns...
in the world of mirages...
Suddenly... will shine with...
tenderness... in your eyes...
Wakes up with insight....
in a heart negligee ...

Луиза Алиса   25.05.2022 13:26     Заявить о нарушении
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