my soul and body –
night and city
there is no sin
to leave
feel pity
no strength
to overcome fatigue
when silence sharpens
own intrigue
to keep poor lungs
for airways hungry
for blood
in gasps is stressed
and angry
it washes out
the dreams
with evening
those were pink
and grew in meaning
to sense like rain
in desert reeling
without them
skies
are just a ceiling
and windows –
eyes of empty maybes
my soul and word
as shield and sable
I dive in thoughts
right now or never
where galaxies
still crave for heaven
and branches of the age –
for spring to come
11 November, 2018
I dive in my thoughts
© Copyright: Юрий Лазирко, 2018
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