Pastry Time

And  you cry,
When you're alone
And you feel like wasted.
Pigeons fly up to the dome.
So, it's time for pastry.
Grief will never be a friend
If you're young and dreaming.
Just forget and simply blend
Mastering the creaming.
Life is bitter, life is hard.
So, you need vanilla.
When your tryings fall apart,
Just keep on believing.
The simplicity betrays
Turning into envy.
Don't percept for granted phrase
Saying all is candy.
Cakes are very
Tricky things,
So, trick them -
Trust your instinct.
If the deal
Nothing brings,
The result'll
Be stinking.
Many tryings should
There be -
Take mistakes -
With sugar.
If there's darkness
You can see,
Make the pastry pure.
You can win it,
You -
Can do,
Just add up the courage.
What is better -
Fall and move
Or to be
Disparaged?
 
There are people,
Who can shine -
And the secret's simple.
They forget the pain and try -
Laugh on their dimples.


18/09/2016 - 02/07/2019

(по дурацкой привычке начинаю стихотворения и дописывааю уже много лет спустя, в метро, в рутинной сутолоке дней, когда вдохновение внезапно вырывает из монотонности рутины и призывает служить...)