Empty eyes and very white face.
Silence is covering me.
Particularly clear - that is my case.
I have no reason to breathe.
What's left in me by this time?
Woman in me is dead.
Are you happy comitted this crime?
Or it's not finished yet?
The poet in me is also dead.
I cannot cry for him.
I have no tears or like that
Like ghost - it's what I seem.
Nothing can hurt me anymore
I do not feel myself
And there's no Christ to end this war,
To take me back to health.
Tell if I can live and when?
Can something save my soul?
Oh, how I'd wish to dream again!
But I can't wish at all...
2005 год.
Empty eyes
© Copyright: Карина Буянова, 2014
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"I cannot cRy for him"
..and a couple of mistakes plus..
Good anyway!
Руслана Войнович 03.02.2015 23:30 • Заявить о нарушении
..and a couple of mistakes plus..
Good anyway!
Руслана Войнович 03.02.2015 23:30 • Заявить о нарушении
Thank you. This poem is old. I posted it without checking... My fault.
Карина Буянова 04.02.2015 08:21 Заявить о нарушении
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