Георгиевна - написанные рецензии

Рецензия на «Мосты Невы... Neva Bridges... песня...» (Бабка Ежка)

Про Питер много писано стихов:
дворцов, дворов - немыслимо облазить.
Тот город-сказка сшит из облаков,
ветров, туманов.. солнцем не обласкан...

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About Peter... many poems have been written :
unthinkable to climb around palaces, courtyards.
That fairy tale city... is sewn from white clouds,
from winds and mists... not caressed by bright sun.

Георгиевна   12.11.2024 12:06   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «В мажоре...» (Бабка Ежка)

Звенела ночь...и месяц таял... в пылу пылающих стихов...
он удивлял...вилял... расправив... пространство призрачных оков...
как будто...лунная соната...рождала нежности порыв...
а ты стоял... опять крылатый...источник грёз...рукой прикрыв...
Что это было?... радость счастья?... или сполшная глухомань:?...
где разрывались...дни на части...и тонких струн...пароль звучал...
среди деревьев... скал и ветра...рождался...новый бред души...
в глуши...качались тихо ветви... и тихо... плакал клавесин...:)))

Георгиевна   18.12.2023 04:40   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Признание» (Анатолий Бубич)

She was a passion in my fate
The extraordinary dream
And that little bit of warmth,
What a miracle does to soul.

I would even be willing to name,
She is such sacred in my fate,
But I can't tear my soul out
Fate failed... and went out...

But I didn't want to admit it,
Fact.. that with love I've played...
It was scary for me to understand,
That I was worn out in the game.

To admit this fact...I was afraid
For someone else's she can not mate ,
Although, about a couple, so to say,
I don't really know much in games...

Георгиевна   16.12.2023 22:25   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Кумир для женщин одиноких» (Питер Питер)

He changed lots women like his gloves,
Rushed oncoming lane, stepped on gas
He was the unsolved mystery,
A famous unique ladies' man.
Caught the vibes of passion jet,
By a hot flame - he can embraced
He gave the ardent passion kisss
From earlobe to toe on the feet...

Faces flashed, he lived as in a film:
He was gourmet, he loved cognac...
Tired pages are silent... afar flied
Of his diary the stingy lines...
Stakes became higher over years,
Pain of breakups behind his back-
But none of his ex mistress
Did not become a faithful wife.

He looked like a boa serpent,
When the ball ruled in the hugs
Fame notoriety followed him,
Easy can seduced women in a trice
Friends gossiped a lot, why?
Does he need such a carte blanche?
But love did not wait for him,
Like a mirage melting into sky.

To be very lucky he was seemed,
He wrote poems and rhymes-
For being like macho in a bed,
Were forgiven him a lot of sins...
But there's cruel verdict of fate,
He returned to his empty cottage -
For single women he was an idol... and
Of unfulfilled hopes... in crazy land...

Георгиевна   16.12.2023 21:54   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Открывая Миражи...» (Бабка Ежка)

Уроки по Андроиду:
http://youtu.be/JosO0LQ3F7E -1
http://youtu.be/4GDrbPLBRVY -2
http://youtu.be/HCM7GZjYlg4 -3
http://youtu.be/GFpagHsjAyc -4
http://youtu.be/WV1Z8bl7mtY -5

Георгиевна   15.08.2023 00:17   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Любви во Имя...» (Ольга Х)

The living word... name of God... is Logos...
ask in Name... and everything came true to...
Guilty of sin... if whole world hates you...
I will return to you ... and this time is coming ...

And let your heart not worry about anything ...
I will only tell you truth... when I rise again...
I give my world ... oh, how much anger was ...
the rooster crows twice... but you denied me...

Loving each other... it's most precious thing...
love is your joy... you just need to believe...
Mourn with passion... dream of happiness...
like grapes Vine... it's the source of truth...

Love in Name... withered, abandoned branch...
source of life... theme of storms, predictions...
Words of passion, truths... dreams, revelations...
a groan of fierce hatred... card fortune-telling...

Cry with happiness... and laugh with joy...
die suddenly... but rise from crucifixion...
Be reborn again only by surrendering to Love...
you'll come to our world to reign on throne ...
May the prophecy be fulfilled one day...

Георгиевна   15.05.2023 23:35   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Разговор с дождём» (Полиграф Преображенский)

Привет, Игорь!.. случайно натолкнулась на потеряшку... стихи твои полны оптимизма!.. который заражает других... внушает надежду... в то, что будет всё хорошо!.. всего тебе светлого и доброго!.. с теплом. Оля.

Георгиевна   15.05.2023 17:57   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Вулкана Лава...» (Ольга Х)

Volcano's lava... spilled on run knocking down...
declaring the Goddess... spinning in his arms...
Closing eyes... sped away... transcendental...
sizzling passions... in sweet moments...

Sweet sins... subtle languor delights...
unexpected betrayals... thirst for lust...
Secret messages... passion confessions...
hot kisses... sinners say farewell to life...

Gentle tide... and strong splashed souls...
impulses... marvelous passion revelation...
Lit in chest... cancan dance of revelation...
seething blood - excite proximity of passion...

With thin pattern... kisses scattered the trail ...
touching gently... arousing feverish impulse ...
Forgetting all... surrendering call insatiable...
filling... sped off into abyss inexpressible...

Merging together... drowned in exciting waves...
in heavenly bliss... of feelings covered lace...
Bodies of plexus passion boundless.. sway...
caress sensually... enthusiastic whisper: love!

As after storm... surge of caress tenderness...
from golden silk... hair tickling... clutched to
your chest... pumping in the sweet sea...
as random trice... like a dream come true...

Георгиевна   15.05.2023 13:24   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Ощущенье чудесной Красы...» (Ольга Х)

On exciting ribbon of wave...
the verses flew across sky...
Drank own tears... subside...
hooked... at spring love ...

The dawn blazed across sky...
washing... with amber dew..
Pouring... and burnt in blush...
timidly... giving a smile...

In clearing... meadow flowers...
running through jungle of pines...
By fragrant smell of the herbs...
forever giving... your heart...

Love blossomed... like flowers...
gilded... in thoughtful dreams...
Even the wind... with surprise...
calmed down with happiness...
clung to the birch... in dreams...

Seeing... reflected in eyes...
lit up with sparkles in beams...
Transparent dew...light of bliss...
of wonderful beauty... sense...

Георгиевна   15.05.2023 04:03   •   Заявить о нарушении

Рецензия на «Нежный звон твоей Гитары...» (Ольга Х)

I hear the gentle sound of your guitar...
melody sounds at night... don't be silent...
Fingers timidly ran along the strings ...
so suddenly... the image of silence melted ...

Waltz-romance plays... touches by accident...
sadness flies somewhere... as flight of souls...
Streak of stubborn joy is intertwined sounds...
I catch your warmth... and timid: I'm sorry ...

I'm sorry... for a fact that we're not together ...
sorry for a fact that fate divorced us in life....
sorry for singing other songs...bad weather?..
I'm sorry for a fact that: I love you didn't say...
(sorry for what: I love you, said) ...

I look in your eyes... and see blizzard again...
snow-covered soul... in dreams you warm ...
Mystery of silence... flurry of a new storm ...
will spin the waltz of love... anxious days...

Silence will spill... it will spill clear dawns...
morning dawn breaks out on the horizon...
As before we'll wander... avenue along...
how many years ago... of the past years...

I hear the gentle sound of your guitar...
simply your spring touched gray hair ...
(spring touched the gray hair of your hair)...
As before together... it seemed to us then...
that we won't part for many, many years...

Георгиевна   15.05.2023 01:07   •   Заявить о нарушении