The soul suffers...
The soul suffers from love
I feel her excitement
She burns inside me
Presses sometimes in bewilderment.
I feel - she sobs,
Clinging to my heart
And the pain of the soul tormenting ...
I hide silently in silence.
I can not find salvation
Due to the loaded problems
And only you - my oblivion,
My tormented dilemmas.
24-02-2019
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AP (the original version – ru)
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You feeling is so deap!
Only love can give
sweat dreams or tears...
Thanks a lot for you poems!
They are beautiful!
Людмила Лазебная 23.04.2019 23:23 Заявить о нарушении
It connects with respect,
Алла Польская 24.04.2019 09:49 Заявить о нарушении
Good friend is a richness!
Good luck!
Людмила Лазебная 24.04.2019 13:26 Заявить о нарушении