You look at me,
but what you see in-there?
Only the tiredness, despair,
Descrepancy, dislove and disillusion...
What if the world is fallen in all-usion?
What if the world is bursted into parts,
When you are looking at me so smart?
When you are testing me by your light nature?
When you are carrying me from earth to heaven!
I love you! Don't gaze or glare!
I will survive from woe and dispair,
I'll creep from tiredness, when sun rises up again...
I'll keep myself far from the next disdain...
I have taken an immediate fancy to this piece of poetry. There is a certain grain in it which produces a pleasant impression upon me. I repeat once again that it is fascinating to read and listen to. Many candid thanks.
Best wishes from Urals! I highly appreciate your good attitude to my poem. Sometimes my Muse is speaking english ;) Best wishes again for your life and creativity. Lyudmila
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