Our Hive or-and my sad poetry

You will always hold me tight -
I will make you feel so right;
You should know – we’re out of time:
We’re the Catchers in the Rye...

Within me I feel the Life,
I’m the Queen-bee in our Hive;
I’ve been waiting for so long,
When we will be enough strong…

The most attractive way of life -
It’s when you can not tell a lie;
But you can lie next to me,
I’ll let you be mine King-bee…

Do you know we can be heroes?
Can you feel this scent of roses?..
And we can destroy our foes;
I feel the real myself in my sad poems…

in which I meet with all my vice,
that you can see in real size;
And after writing I can rise
to shining stars, to know, what’s wise;
Despite the Dark, I’m coming through,
Separate the lies from the truth;
And I’ll forgive internal foes,
cos’ feel the real myself in these sad poems!..
15.12.18; 15:20-15:50.

Иллюстрация авторская: 2015 год.


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