My poems do not appear by chance,
They are like clots of some powerful forces,
These energies are hidden there imside,
And mat be reproduced then by the author!
I love to watch myself when read them too,
They lull and put me somehow in a trance,
And I fly out of them as in cocoon,
A little like in ecstasy and high.
And that is I must say such a great bliss,
As if the holy life may beat in them,
And I look at them like in cinema films,
As in the Supreme pool, Look at yourself!
That is the fusion of subject and object,
Eternity, like a piece, came through rhythm,
And even it is pleasant in the stomach -
So life poured into the soul from the poems.
It seems to me I even grow more young,
As young as childhood, from reading my poems!
In short, I go crazy and have fun,
And I smile so stupidly from reading poems.
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My poems do not appear by chance
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