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Aug 2018 · 229
For A Moment.
Maxim Keyfman Aug 2018
for a moment my wonderful
it was raining before my eyes
or snow or the sun is black
it was not clear to me then
it was not clear to me now

for a moment this
I lit up from the inside like a star
and the singing and singing of summer
only she was with me
whether then then today either
always and forever

04.08.18
Aug 2018 · 721
Looking At The Sea.
Maxim Keyfman Aug 2018
I was looking at the sea
and I saw not only myself
I saw my friend
left many years
backward

I saw my sister
which swam far away
I saw people
another century
and the future

I was looking at the sea
and saw hours there
saw the hours past
saw the clock real
and saw the hours coming
I saw everything there

03.08.18
Aug 2018 · 530
Black Sea.
Maxim Keyfman Aug 2018
the sea was black today
like the sun that was above
the sea was black today
like the sky that was above

and I do not understand
why is it so dark around like in a grave
and I do not understand
why when happily so sad

and I do not understand
and I think I will never
understand it all I just cry
only cry in this world
I can and I want to

02.08.18
Aug 2018 · 227
Day Of The Century.
Maxim Keyfman Aug 2018
and my heart was pounding
and the heart on the lyre played
and the heart did not forget
did not forget that day
that hour of the century

when the lightning in the sky was
when the darkness in the sky was
when the last star
in this world
telling stories
about the past and future

when death tore my eyes
when death was torn as granite
like granite hurried unknown
like gold gone
my young days


01.08.18
Jul 2018 · 217
In Wash Water.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
here and I go to the shower
I'm going to bathe in the water
I'm going into the water I'm going
I'm going to wash for all time

31.07.18
Jul 2018 · 415
By Sea.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I walked along the sea in bold steps
by the sea I walked and did not stop
as if my heart was not beating
as if my heart did not move
and no matter how people do not bother me
I walked along the sea in bold steps

but the days were flying like birds
like trees in spring and autumn in summer
like the snow outside the window like a blizzard
as if every day and every night
but the days of flying flew away
but the dream took root in me

30.07.18
Jul 2018 · 325
Like A Butterfly.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
and in the flight of a butterfly I went
I went far after you for my love
and in flight a butterfly magical starry
I went to you my love
to you that left me last summer

and in flight butterflies through birches of oaks
through apple trees and many other places
through poland through america through galandia
and even through red red china
to you my butterfly striped like a zebra

and the star floats in the sky as if in milk they
but is not it so and everything is so
we live are born and die in milk
and milk I drink it every morning for the morning
and I think of you my love left in the summer

29.07.18
Jul 2018 · 964
Eludes Time Slips Away.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
eludes time slips away
as if a snake were like a piano
like stars outside the window
like lonely oak
time slips away from me

and what is time and what is a day
what does it mean to slip away
what does it mean a snake and piano
what does such a star mean
and what is true solitude

eludes time eludes
disappears disappears like a spider's thread
as its core as its web
As his house is abandoned and new
built in february onward

28.07.18
Jul 2018 · 298
By Rooms.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
by rooms
as in the streets
I walked on the road
I walked on the road
was on the road
I sang a song
I sang a song

27.07.18
Jul 2018 · 805
Girl Or Man.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I am a woman I have always been her
I've always been a blue-eyed girl
but the lost time knocked the clock
they knocked like a hammer for a minute
and time took me away from myself
I lost myself I'm losing myself
and figured himself and bought himself
Only now I have other eyes
and now I'm not a woman I'm a man

but unless unless time runs
streams flow at lightning speed and thunder rumbles
then maybe I'm not a woman or a man at all
I'm something or something
that the lost and unprecedented ignorant
no consciousness and no soul and no heart of mine
I'm not a man I'm not a woman I'm nothing
I was a woman I was a man and all this is a celebration
I shed blood shedding wine and it's all nothing
solemnity solemnity solemnity celebration
I lost myself I lost myself and never found
I've never ever never never found myself
and never talked to himself

the night goes on as the day goes on  
and the plane in the sky flies    
there I see myself in a blue blouse with a man
looked away to the ground looked in the cafe
there I am already a red-haired girl stained with years who
trying to compose verses looked the other way
saw a store and in the store is a Chinese and this
Chinese is me and again I buy books and book books
how many times about how many times have I seen myself
About the same time I was dying and was born
i was a girl she was me i was a man he was me
but what I am now is the question that I will never know
whether I am a girl or a diamond is a pearl either man

26.07.18
Jul 2018 · 252
Out Of Time.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
pictures fall from heaven
and from hell but all this is one thing
bananas pineapples oranges
all the pictures are mine in this world
and this light is my eye
and your and your eye is my eye
and all eyes about my
and my eye and I'll trust you

I do not exist I do not have
in this world as well as you
I'm in your head you gave birth to me
but I gave birth to you I'm your creator
all around is falling pictures are rushing
from the future and past present times
soon time will fall soon time we die
But do not forget that it is already a long time
long ago as time has forsaken us forever

I do not exist I do not have
I'm out of you and I are out of times I'm out of time
bananas pineapples oranges and paintings
all this is the product of my eyes
and all eyes in this world are all my eyes
and I'm all your I'm your consciousness I'm your idea
you gave birth to me like the moon like the sun
and do not forget that I gave birth to you
that we all created each other
snow is snowing is snowing is snowing is coming

26.07.18
Jul 2018 · 360
My Back Is Healed.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
my back is healed
because sweat is climbing like a snake
but it's summer and here it is
here it crawls like a spider
and the web here it floats
like a shark in the sky
and now among the clouds
she will eat her cherished fish

my back is healed
and the feet themselves live
and my eyes fell directly into the pan
tomorrow I'll cook dinner for breakfast
tomorrow there will be gourmet pancakes
and then what will happen next
but it is not at all clear and it has never been clear
can the death that occurred just yesterday
or the death that has come yet
to my cherished birth under the apostles

25.07.18
Jul 2018 · 788
I Do Not Know At All.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I do not know at all
what does it mean to know
I do not know what I mean
I do not know what it means to lie
and give truth and truth
which does not exist at all
and there was never in the world

I do not know what it means to be
to be or not to be but possible
be smart or stupid
that's just how the question stands
that's just how you can be
great if we are already at the same time
greatness and awfulness
inferior worth

I do not know I do not know at all
what does it mean to know and be
I do not know what it's like to be
and I do not know what is nothingness
what is happiness and what is
misfortune in this world
and even light for me is emptiness
remains empty until the end of life

25.07.18
Jul 2018 · 408
Candlestick.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
candlestick lying on the floor
and his candle goes by itself
and the fire swims
on the ceiling
under one's feet
under my eyes

ants got closer
they sing their song
the fire is no longer on fire
and my eyes are blue
go instead of him
under one's feet
under heaven

and today the time ran
everything became so chaotic
and time runs like a real runner
and the present runs away from the truth
but the truth and the present is not at all
never and never we have not been

25.07.18
Jul 2018 · 673
Music Among Oaks.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
i passed and looked at the oaks
on their foolish great peaks
to their great fairy tale words
to their unique skies

i walked around the apple trees
and rushed straight to the inspiration
i became a wind blowing away
from huge calves of fire and foxes

i passed near the oaks of mighty
and I took a couple of mushrooms and flowers
tomorrow i'll put them on my hat
put on my golden hat

because tomorrow i'm going to play on
pianoforte
and will sound among the oaks
and the cities of the franz liszt sound

25.07.18
Jul 2018 · 393
Along The Embankments.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
along the embankments along the highlights
along the dark light ahead
along the embankments along love
along the beauty and dreams of melodies

i walked I walked one on one
with his own great destiny
i walked I walked one on one
with his own bravery of the wild

and the waves on the shore of the shore played
played waves in the ocean in the sea
and the sea was black black and dark
but the faces are bright but faces

24.07.18
Jul 2018 · 336
Slight Fright In The Wind.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
slight fright in the wind
flashed past my eyes
easy fear and anxiety
a desert in the soul and heart

faint light of the dark
the cold is felt fleetingly
slight fear
but only one moment of happiness

23.07.18
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
i walked with you along the boulevards
and oh how happy you were
you laughed you laughed
in full happiness and joy was you

and my soul is my terrible eyes
also transformed from this beauty
and all the clouds and all the clouds
finally met with a bright sun

and even then when evening came
and the moon was behind our window
and even then and even then
pacification did not come off our shoulders

but love passed our forgotten walks
and now my heart knows only the darkness

22.07.18
Jul 2018 · 317
Prelude Of Fate.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
to wait for a prelude from fate
his words and minutes
wait for his gold rings
wait for his hand and hands
absolutely my silence
destroyed the silence
quite my conversations
destroyed conversations
and the day passes by white
white as a sunny day
destiny destroys and regimes
edit me like my novel

today traffic lights were on fire
or not burned
because who knows what is burning
can something that does not burn
and there is a true glow
and the moon is the moon
and the moon is constantly in the sky
although the sky and its light is not there
like the light itself
Like the fate itself and her hands
Like her silence and silence
gold rings

snow on the street
falling clouds
I'm again in my dreams
about kisses
about past
which have long since passed from me
and maybe they were not at all
because everything is in my head
and the future and past and present
which is also not
it's all in my head
but I know why the past
all the same there is
we believe in him
and we can not doubt
that's why the future
all the time changing and moving

to wait for foretaste of fortune
fate that will soon break me
which will soon play a funeral march
which goes every day
every day we lead birth and death
We die every day and are born
because all that around is
it's a dream in a dream
and endless dreams
which will never end
an eternal chain that can not be broken
we die the sleep fades
but a new
and all new and new new and new
then I'm a woman then I'm a man
all in a flash in one minute
fate is ruling my rings
my gold rings
light
which do not exist

21.07.18
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
works light
the machine is the same
through the forest
around the rain of ice
january rain

paper in cars
paper in the car
and the time transmits the signal
the lights are on
and the heart does not hold
more words from my

dark blue forest
dark blue forest
chopin sounds
a piano sounds
from oaks from trees
from a falling sunset

of that sunset
bright blue sunset
farther green
further dark green
what will take us away
in a great melody

which will take
us in the last way
in the last bright way
whom everyone was afraid of
everyone was afraid
and were saved escaped

lights work
works light
the machine is the same
through the forest through the moon
transparent
january rain

20.07.18
Jul 2018 · 472
The Rain Poured Down.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
the rain poured down
pours and now
the rain is watering
watered mine
plant
what means
me

the rain poured down
the sun did not shine
but it was all
in an interesting light
everything was around
in the brown light
but from a distance
shone at home
small blue
lights
like lightning
or rain
when love
knocks at the door

the rain poured down
and red colors flew
and the red colors fell
the rain poured down
and numbers people
pronounced
there were windows
many glasses
and thoughts
eternal
and not punched
immortal

19.07.18
Jul 2018 · 349
Salt.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
salt underfoot
I prevented and did not prevent me from going
and the moon around was water
when there is no water and no sea
then it's under my feet
bricks become water and salt

the light is on the streets
day and night quarters
the sea looks at me and I look at it
and get out the paper
I write again and immediately
I go to nimu and only to him

18.07.18
Jul 2018 · 173
Lonely Light.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
the lamp in the room is alone burning
and my soul is crying lonely
sorrow is only grief
in the world of our present
and the future eternal

silence on the street
on the street peace and quiet
exactly the same as always
only everything is dead all around
the disappearance of one

17.07.18
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
stars are not eternal
they will go out
everything will become oblivion
all will swallow up the fog and gloom
and even our bright sky
and bright sun and rays
everything will go into darkness
everything will swallow up the fog

your eyes are blue
bright words bright words
beauty is all before us
everything swallowed up the fog
all the darkness will take with them

every ray of the sun
every ray of the moon
every ray of love
every ray of our love
everything will go down in the fog
everything will go into darkness
everything will sink into oblivion
everything will burn in the dark

16.07.18
Jul 2018 · 298
And The Days Passed By.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
and the days passed by
and the light above the fireplace burned
and did not burn
and the candle flies into the sky
where are my eyes

and the days passed by
and the twilight seized me
o uncertain vague
o let me go
at the will of the bird

15.07.18
Jul 2018 · 420
Sadness From The Unknow.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I'm very sad
I'm very sad
because everything
vaguely

because everything
unknown
Because it's not clear
what will be ahead

I'm very sad
and the moon in the sky is beautiful
but even its harmony
does not help to soothe everything inside

and even her singing
and even her wonderful game
on the piano of heaven
can not give me rest

can not give me stars
and can not give freedom
such freedom
what was in childhood

her i
forever lost
lost as well as almost all
in this world

14.07.18
Jul 2018 · 300
Blue Space.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
walk in blue
when the blue lights are on
and blue smoke
blue smoke
of the fire of the world

walk on glass
walk across the sky
and live not life
live death
oh my heart
my heart

and tomorrow I will be again
In the same place
in a place where there are no pains and sorrows
where there is no down and up
one space only
blue

13.07.18
Jul 2018 · 340
Perpetual Motion.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
some kind of perpetual motion
perpetual motion
this movement took this

what a strange love
strange disgust
where did all this come from

what a strange light
strange moon and stars
where did all this come from

what a strange night
strange strange shadows
where did these shadows come from

oh my mind oh my mind
oh why do I say it all
why there is all this

why the torch burns on fire
why the blood runs running
where did all this come from

why disappearances
why is nothing to us all
never reach
why there is all this

13.07.18
Jul 2018 · 357
White.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
white foliage
white trees
white day
and the clock goes on
and the clock goes on
and death on the way

white sun
white rain
white night
and the clock goes on
and the clock goes on
and the darkness is on the way

it's not too far
it's not too far
to live a poet
it's not too far
it's not too far
he can see it all

and the clock goes on
and the clock goes on
and the darkness is on the way
and the clock goes on
and the clock goes on
and death on the threshold

12.07.18
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
we are floating on the moon
swim in the sun
every day
and our eyes are burning
and our eyes sparkle
endless words
about beauty

we swim through the woods
we swim around the world
we are floating on the clouds
and our love
and our love is with you
has no borders
and never will

about the new day
about the last day
the future
we will always
together all to meet
we will always be with you
swim together on the moon
swim in the sun

11.07.18
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
leaves fall
in the smoke turn
smoke in the stars
stars in the smoke
and the night slips
passes like a lizard
and again my food
lies on the frying pan
and today I do
fried bread
I'm cooking bread
in an oven consisting
of water
as well as everything in the world

leaves fall
in the smoke turn
and fly across the sky
like a dark raven
and today the mirror
it broke
and purple
like sauce on the floor
spread
and again my eyes
sang like birds
like bluebirds
as the heavenly heaven

11.07.18
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I looked in the mirror today
and again I saw the volcano
against the background of the ocean and farms

I looked in the mirror today
and again my eyes were yellow
on a strange bluish face

I looked in the mirror today
and again I saw myself
I saw a girl of future times

11.07.18
Jul 2018 · 241
First And Last Day.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I knew
that the last day will come
that the first day will come
that all this is already
it's long overdue
that I was long in the last day
and in the first

I knew
I knew everything from the beginning
from the very end
my soul has always known this
she always knew
that I'm at the same time dead
and alive

11.07.18
Jul 2018 · 235
Yellow Forest.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
bright yellow white fire
came from the blue summer
from a beautiful forest
standing
at my feet

and mine eyes were fire
and my heart and heart are singing
about the forest about the forest about the forest
I will build a house
in your soul

10.07.18
Jul 2018 · 324
Funeral ghost.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
the ghost in the wasteland is buried
and night stars and night love stars
they burn forever in the sky
not even noticing my gloomy scream

funeral ghost
the funeral ghost fits
and time and hours are still the same and go
and also without noticing the horror in my soul

love and death love and death are one thing
and ghosts and ghosts go
play chess with us play and play
in the wasteland are just like that

09.07.18
Jul 2018 · 1.3k
Windmill.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I see a windmill in the distance
it's the sun in the wind
and Mars in the Sky
weighs like a string

I see the mill in a flash
and then black is nothing
and the water swims
and the water swims
by the flame

I'm going away
I take with me
the heart of
this world

30.06.18
Jul 2018 · 662
The Ships.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
today's ships sailed in the fog and all floated
and the light burned and the light went out and the
light was on and everything was on fire
the moon was in the sky and the stars and the sun
and clouds and fog
even apples in front were even apples burned like stars
the boats were floating today in the fog and everyone
was swimming and swimming
and the sea rocked swaying in the wind my huge rocked
and the mirrors broke and the mirrors spread out to small
small grains of light and darkness of night tasty light
on ships they will never stop and they all swim and swim
and paint brushes and paint them paint and canvas appear
they emerge from nowhere from where
yes yes yes yes yes my ships yes
and the lamp is not set that she did not know what to do today


fog spread through the corridors fog flood our ears and eyes
and that in my eyes that in your eyes oh crystals are hidden
about in the eyes of the unknown in the eyes of death and the birth of death
and what is death, what is birth, and no one knows
floated swammed in a distant ocean in the distant ocean which
consisted of stars and planets of stars and planets and marine environments
floated ships sailed in the distant ocean and my eyes burned and eyes
My burned and then again and again faded as never happened
what is ashes what is the disappearance and nobody nobody nobody
does not even know just everyone knows about the ships of the sea
which so many times rush in this ocean of the sea which all
clouds in the way they devoured and devoured forever
about floating floating in the sea wonderful gold ships starry ours

07.07.18
Jul 2018 · 173
Today.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
today the sea merged with the sky
and even stars and even stars
merged with the white sky

and the sea has gone and gone forward
and my soul sang and my soul sang
and the lights were singing in the sky
and the lights were singing in the sky

sea sea sea today was white
today everything was white
today everything was in perfect harmony

08.07.18
Jul 2018 · 291
I remember.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I remembered
I remember
remember those days
days of bright sun
and the days that
were as if in an oven

when the blood ran down my cheeks
when the blood came from my eyes
when the hands were daggers
and every day was soaked
revenge and anger
taken from a huge artistic talent

I remembered
I remember those doors
those beds of salami and hay
I remember those needles and those spiders
those terrible guys
who cut off my head
and then threw me into the water
eternally dying and eternally drowning

I remember
I remember

06.07.18
Jul 2018 · 411
My horse.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
and there was a steed from me
the horse is huge
like the moon
the moon is very similar

and here we are the moon
full moon
put forward
a great way

and here we went on the boulevards
on beautiful roads
and poetry to each other
read

how wonderful those moments were
how saturated they were
now this horse is gone
she disappeared

she went into space
she forgot me and this planet
she went to the stars
went to the ghosts of the night

03.07.18
Jul 2018 · 354
In the garden
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I am in the garden
and the trees are singing
and the sun is singing
love song

I am in the garden
and bluebirds
and bluebirds
write in water

I am in the garden
and clouds
and clouds
float in flowers

04.07.18
Jul 2018 · 334
Care in darkness.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
care in darkness
night care
all of us are shining

and light is darkness
and the light is darkness
and it has always been like this

and alive and all living
and the dead in this world
they are all equal
everyone is equal

care in darkness
night care
all of us are shining

and this light is ours
already burned out
already told us his word

we are now alive
we are now dead
we are not singing

dead - living
dead do not breathe
the dead sing

02.07.18
Jul 2018 · 309
End of the day.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
that's the end of the day
and again I take out the pen
I take out the paper
and again I write
I write about that beauty
that was today
I write about that beautiful
what my eyes saw today

that's the end of the day
that's the end of the day
I say to myself
and I look at the night starry sky
and write
and write
and only I write
with love
will share with everyone

01.07.18
Jul 2018 · 323
Cry of the future.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
crying was like rain
crying fell from the sky
and glass
and glass
tore up papers
tore hands

crying is unbearable
wailing tore my soul
and not mine and others
Chinese in one far country
somewhere in the future
or in the past

about crying
time you're crying
I'm you time
about crying
glass

05.07.18
Jul 2018 · 495
Today i'm dead.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
today i'm dead
and I resurrected

or I died yesterday
when the window was
stars and fire
flame

today i'm dead
and took the torch with him

and the birds sing again on the street

29.06.18
Jul 2018 · 231
Night Flowers.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
it's night
night in the river sun

today is the day
river night

and I went home again
and the house consisted of flowers

flowers soared into the sky
and the sky began to sing again
that song began to sing
which I lost

I again became a bush

28.06.18
Jul 2018 · 2.2k
Hot summer.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
right now
I sit and look out the window
in one's head

I'm all in a sweat
very hot
and summer roast in the head

the water in the head
the water is making it's way
hell

but where is the river

river by the window
in the form of a hot summer
and again in my head

27.06.18
Jul 2018 · 303
One madness.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
i'm dark
and white

i'm sun
and rain

everyday so

one madness
and terror

i'm black
and gray

i'm hero
and fiend

everyday so

one madness
and terror

18.05.18
Jul 2018 · 219
Ten days.
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
2017

summer

july

you

love

sea

ten
days

happiness

freedom
­
children

light

night
talks

ten
days

ten
days

ten
days

ten
­days


18.05.18
Jul 2018 · 262
Where am I from?
Maxim Keyfman Jul 2018
I walked under the summer sun
I walked under the full moon
I walked on blue evenings
I walked but did not know why

where am I from
how did I appear in this world
what is light
what am I

I walked under the full moon
I walked under the summer sun
I loved it so much
But I did not know at all what it was like

where am I from
how did I appear in this world
what is light
what am I

where am I from
where am I from
where am I from
where am I from

2018
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