I get used to be alone –
Sometimes glad, but most time sad.
Dreams of yesterday have gone,
And there's nothing here to add.
Deep inside – tranquility
Mesmerizes inner world.
I have lost ability
To resist this bitter cold.
I forgot my precious days,
Drifting in the waves of sorrows.
I’ve got lost the only trace –
I can find in mist tomorrows.
Shabby boat's about to sink,
But I just go with the flow.
Our life is just a wink.
I don't scare to leave the row...
19.01.2011
Tranquility
© Copyright: Артемий Авдюшкин, 2011
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