Life’s drifting through the mazes,
Lost words and borrowed phrases,
The worlds collide and fall
In my deserted soul.
By chance I see the highway,
In vain – I’m going my way,
Lost miracle inside
My mind prefers to hide.
I cry – but see no tears –
Of youth and wasted years,
In silence feelings die,
Forgetting means goodbye.
Goodbye to dreams unspoken –
Like precious shells they’re broken,
My sorrow’s cold and dim,
I float above the stream.
05.2013
Life s drifting...
© Copyright: Елена Гребенникова, 2013
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