Imaging him in the mirrors,
Playing on my nerves without purity
I don’t need any heroes.
I just have no opportunity.
Adoring him in the waves of solitude,
Forgetting all problems except this one
Behind blue eyes my soul is so nude
But nothing is doing and nothing has done.
Never without each other and never together.
Cry of the destiny causes enormous pain.
Spring’s coming soon and enjoying a sun-shine of weather
I understand – I’m tired of self-suffering game.
Imaging him in the mirrors...
© Copyright: Елена Панчёха, 2008
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mmm, the poem is full of emotions... i like it, and I wish you to write more optimistic and haappy poems. I think they will be great too)
I wish You well...
Olezka)
Олег Ардатов 28.02.2008 22:23 • Заявить о нарушении
I wish You well...
Olezka)
Олег Ардатов 28.02.2008 22:23 • Заявить о нарушении
thx a lot, Olezka!)
when i was writing this poem my mind was really full of emotions... and the best way to be free of them... was to create something like this)
...i also hope that my future peoms will be more optimistic!)))
respect,
Елена Панчёха 01.03.2008 21:26 Заявить о нарушении
when i was writing this poem my mind was really full of emotions... and the best way to be free of them... was to create something like this)
...i also hope that my future peoms will be more optimistic!)))
respect,
Елена Панчёха 01.03.2008 21:26 Заявить о нарушении