What do you know of

And now
you say you're lonely…

Your love is lost
your life is broken
you feel like death has touched
your poor and frightened soul.

Then let me ask you

if you have ever seen
when two black ravens
two true mates
go traveling wing by wing
in the eternal sky

above

these crimson fields
and those
dark-purple woods

above
sick towns and dead metros,

above the earth
of false intensions,
wrong values,
innocent mistakes.

Now tell me
what you know of love?

What do you know
of death?

What do you really know about winter?

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Pavel Nichkov


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