Clouds
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Стихи - A Love Song of the Two
They loved each other with delight
To self-oblivion. Devout
Was their affection, and the bout
Of their strong passion was so bright.
He met her when the Sun was setting,
And rainbow across the sky
Gladdened the kind dreamer’s eye;
High in the clouds a lark was singing.
They met by accident in the garden,
Where thousands of tulips bloomed.
The air was filled with sweet perfume,
Which was so pleasant and so ardent.
Their lips in rapturous elation
Whispered the words of gaiety...
To self-oblivion. Devout
Was their affection, and the bout
Of their strong passion was so bright.
He met her when the Sun was setting,
And rainbow across the sky
Gladdened the kind dreamer’s eye;
High in the clouds a lark was singing.
They met by accident in the garden,
Where thousands of tulips bloomed.
The air was filled with sweet perfume,
Which was so pleasant and so ardent.
Their lips in rapturous elation
Whispered the words of gaiety...
Автор: JoanBlack
Стихи - Melody 3 A Thunderstorm
The clouds of risen Peroun
Pass, like celestial shields.
He casts the lightning like unblunted arrows
Across the sky and down to the earth.
The thunder thus proclaims the end of the era of ice,
And blessed rain and hail
Consecrate herbs and forests,
Serving the burial service over the deceased Winter.
May-June, 2012
Yekaterinburg-Saratov
Pass, like celestial shields.
He casts the lightning like unblunted arrows
Across the sky and down to the earth.
The thunder thus proclaims the end of the era of ice,
And blessed rain and hail
Consecrate herbs and forests,
Serving the burial service over the deceased Winter.
May-June, 2012
Yekaterinburg-Saratov
Автор: JoanBlack
Стихи - Постскриптум
… Но вдруг сквозняком захлопнуло дверь в мир искрящихся фантазий.
И пламя, разгоревшееся от одной из искр, потухло.
Так же, как гаснет костёр в лесу, залитый внезапно
обрушившемся на него с неба потоком слёз.
И только Эрот продолжал метать во все стороны свои стрелы,
опираясь пухлой ножкой на пушистое облако
и при этом загадочно улыбаясь. Наблюдая за ним,
я старалась разглядеть его лицо.
Но, если бы смотрела со спины, то заметила бы,
что одно из крыльев ангела подбито и перья...
И пламя, разгоревшееся от одной из искр, потухло.
Так же, как гаснет костёр в лесу, залитый внезапно
обрушившемся на него с неба потоком слёз.
И только Эрот продолжал метать во все стороны свои стрелы,
опираясь пухлой ножкой на пушистое облако
и при этом загадочно улыбаясь. Наблюдая за ним,
я старалась разглядеть его лицо.
Но, если бы смотрела со спины, то заметила бы,
что одно из крыльев ангела подбито и перья...
Автор: sunshine-sunshine
Стихи - Father and Son
There was a Father on planet of Earth,
He waited his son to be born,
Carpenter was the aforesaid Father
His handicrafts going to reborn
Shouting about the birth of the Son,
Father repeated about his craft,
With happiness Father had laughed
The Son and the Father were loving each other,
But it revealed that the Son had grown up,
And he understood that these legends annoy him,
And go with ideas of Father apart
"Father, please listen -
I think independently, ...
"Son, you do not...
He waited his son to be born,
Carpenter was the aforesaid Father
His handicrafts going to reborn
Shouting about the birth of the Son,
Father repeated about his craft,
With happiness Father had laughed
The Son and the Father were loving each other,
But it revealed that the Son had grown up,
And he understood that these legends annoy him,
And go with ideas of Father apart
"Father, please listen -
I think independently, ...
"Son, you do not...
Автор: listengort888
Стихи - Чёрт возьми, как солнце... на english
Devil take, as the sun
Spills from a cloud light!
To me as though again
Eighteen, you are right.
And in all four fingers
Wind - the hooligan -
Jumping with a singing,
Skips along the plain. :)
Spills from a cloud light!
To me as though again
Eighteen, you are right.
And in all four fingers
Wind - the hooligan -
Jumping with a singing,
Skips along the plain. :)
Автор: ПавелМ
Стихи - Dont you forget
Don't U forget
To take all you wish to take
With yourself into the Mystery!..
Life wasn't a useless fake,
It means so much for the History
Of Earth deeds. What your Spirit needs
Is a new fresh flash water splash,
Again U will find!..
Awakening Consciousness and Mind...
Have U already met you Love?
The Twin Flame, sent from Above?
Did you guess the meaning of Life?
Have you passed it at least a half?..
Search for a Moment
Of Glory of God!
Drive the Existence van!
Any Tree or...
To take all you wish to take
With yourself into the Mystery!..
Life wasn't a useless fake,
It means so much for the History
Of Earth deeds. What your Spirit needs
Is a new fresh flash water splash,
Again U will find!..
Awakening Consciousness and Mind...
Have U already met you Love?
The Twin Flame, sent from Above?
Did you guess the meaning of Life?
Have you passed it at least a half?..
Search for a Moment
Of Glory of God!
Drive the Existence van!
Any Tree or...
Автор: listengort888
Стихи - 21th December the end of t world or reincarnation
People say that
We will die
On 21th December
Seems like it’s quite rightly
Oh! Finally determined
The day of death all over the world!
There is one schizophrenic idea
If someone is afraid to believe
And he can’t just relax
He can stop reading this
And any claims won’t be accepted!
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When I was in hospital in the reanimation room
I was about 50 years old
I was in prostration
I’ll try to describe it
Nine nights
I was walking...
We will die
On 21th December
Seems like it’s quite rightly
Oh! Finally determined
The day of death all over the world!
There is one schizophrenic idea
If someone is afraid to believe
And he can’t just relax
He can stop reading this
And any claims won’t be accepted!
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When I was in hospital in the reanimation room
I was about 50 years old
I was in prostration
I’ll try to describe it
Nine nights
I was walking...
Автор: GenaSwiss
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