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Olga Valerevna Jul 2013
Come walk around the earth
with me to justify its truth
to hold it in the way you walk, in everything you do
...
..
.
And as your feet begin to bleed from wandering about
you'll feel the weight of everything you carry coming down
It's in the fall, the season too, the ground is turned to clay
we tread this time more heavily, the months pass like a day
And when the mud is thick enough we'll put away our will
beneath the dirt of what we know's impossible to till
.
..
...
For you and I this doesn't mean that we were never here
but rather we had chased the
wind in which we would appear
Olga Valerevna May 2024
I cut off my bloodline and angled my prose
I wrote things in places where nobody goes
I fleshed out my thoughts with invisible ink
and anchored my Soul on a ship that can’t sink

I rode all the waves that I had in my head
and let my tomorrows be yesterdays’ bread
I thought of the future, I thought of the past
but stayed in a present I knew wouldn’t last

I smiled at sunrise and cried with the moon
I preyed on emotions I knew would leave soon
I let myself float like a fish in the sea
and gave my heart hope like a fond memory

I cut off my bloodline but had to go back
I left things behind too completely in tact
I wrote words in places for others to find
— if life is a book, it exists in my mind
about my family, about myself, not about books
Olga Valerevna Nov 2013
The blood collects, the earth the cup
And quickly now it's filling up
The ones who drink will also pour
Until there's nothing anymore
I cannot say the time is come
But what I know - thy will be done

Are you the hand that paints it red
Or someone who has washed instead


For no one else can claim your role
It's yours alone, so keep it whole
I see myself in others' eyes
But are my own becoming blind
My lids restore the outer part
Enough deceit to plague my heart
I should at first, have looked within
Before I traded sight for skin
And if there's still a chance for me
I'll take it now, I'll drink the sea
A fish swims through the sea while the sea is, in a certain sense, contained within the fish!

-mewithoutYou (The Dryness and the Rain)
Olga Valerevna Apr 2014
Tell me something more about the life inside your head
Where it is you go when every part of you is dead
Maybe I can come along so you won't have to talk
I'll see it with my own two eyes, I'll follow as you walk
And even if you set a pace that I cannot maintain
I'll make my way with caution like I'm falling in the rain
I'll read you like a story you have bound within yourself
And yours will be the only book I set upon my shelf
I'd like to spend my days rereading every single page
Let life into your words, they're not a trap, you're not a cage
Olga Valerevna Mar 2014
A cup or two of everything
I've tasted in this life
Has turned into a recipe
I use to make it right
And if you haven't eaten yet
I'll break the bread with you
A daily reassurance
there is something you can do
For if you keep pursuing,
keep a habit such as this
Eventually the mishaps
won't affect the rest of it
The labor I have entered
I will surely leave behind
And hope that someone else
will then continue in their time
their house always smells of freshly baked bread
Olga Valerevna Jan 2024
see, there is a moment, a speckle in Time
when you’re in the darkness before you see Light
you follow the patterns inside of your brain
and relive the memories that caused you such pain

but somehow your heart stirs the body it keeps
and offers perspectives you never could see
you choose to start living and breathing anew
you pick up the pieces, surrender to Truth

see, there is a moment, a second you get
to live in your body or die in your head
the latter comes easy, society says
the former is work for the rest of your breaths
Olga Valerevna Jul 2014
What if all the matter you could ever hope to have
Turned you into something that was never meant to last
Who would then determine whether this could be reversed
Should you seek asylum from the kingdom of the cursed
When would be the moment you would need the help to come
Pick you up and pour you out and give you time to run
How could heavy feet even determine where to go
Buried in the kind of mud where nothing ever grows
I guess the only hope you have is underneath it all
Beyond another border where your feet are standing tall
Olga Valerevna Jul 2013
ive burned my eyes a thousand times
my tears are hot, my skin is dry
the rigid lines upon my face
are filling up with empty space
and i don't even try to hide
im past the point of asking why
ive known it all along you see
the cause of my despondency
to be aware is not enough
you mustn't only call your bluff
im holding on to something true
my faith establishing its root
a thousand one is coming on
and likely thinks that it has won**
but what is time against the tree
and layers of eternity?
Olga Valerevna Dec 2015
what is it I carry
that is thro
wing me this way
a pers
onal belief
I couldn't bury in the haze
the s
moke's the only thing
that showed me *w
here I want to be
a step ahead of lonely
and a wave above the sea
I'm not a haunted being
like I thought I always was
it turns out we are nothing
but the end of what's become
and I am ever sorry
for the purposeless divide
I know you couldn't feel it
but I kept you like the time
the pieces of forever
couldn't possibly ignore
the thought of this not ending
was a plague that wanted more
than we had ever given
for we thought the night would bend
with you and I together
in a plausible pretend
the seers and the doers
are supposed to be the same
without a doubt collateral
for everything we claim
I laid you out in fragments
and began to learn your soul
I'm not the type of person
who will ever let you go
I'll try to find a way
for all the seasons that we sing
today it feels like autumn
but tomorrow will be spring
and I will ask the rain
to introduce me to your hands
so I can fall asleep
before I touch another man
woman
[woo m-uh n]
n.
the female human being, as distinguished from a girl or a man
Olga Valerevna Sep 2013
The
house I'd built is nothing now, I'm walking past a hole
I tell myself that I cannot return without a soul
The sacrifices I had made are nothing more than this:
Ephemeral experiments, a reoccurring kiss
I used to think my sorry lips were something of a door
A gate protecting parts of me but that was all before
I came across a verbiage that entered through my teeth
That made its way inside of me and settled underneath
The time it took to reinforce its structure with my bones
Has passed like an eternity, in never ending groans
I'll change the bricks to powder soon by mulling over thoughts
And place them in a mortar to contain them while they rot
And as the house of sand and fog is gradually entombed
The ground will hold a funeral to bury every
room
Is this your house?
Olga Valerevna Jan 2015
the last i ever closed my eyes i saw too many things
it seemed as though my tendencies were turning into rings
and as i spun on each of them i thought i disappeared
but what i wasn't grasping was i gave into my fears
there's nothing like a wand'ring mind to keep you half unsure
to take you into places you may never know you were  
so if it looks familiar - a face, a scene, a sound
forget what you remember get your head to turn around
remember or forget it
Olga Valerevna Mar 2019
there’re so many phrases belonging to Time
yet somehow the ages defile Its rhyme
defining them new ways and challenging Truth
as if it were possible even to do
a meaning created by One and for all
can never be threatened or made to be false
we’ll only be crippled in every way
by trying to change what the Maker has made
so let us be humbled and yield to the Words
that wake up our human and sing to be heard
«Взгляните на птиц небесных: они ни сеют, ни жнут, ни собирают в житницы; и Отец ваш Небесный питает их. Вы не гораздо ли лучше их? Да и кто из вас, заботясь, может прибавить себе росту хотя на один локоть?»
‭‭От Матфея‬ ‭6:26-27‬
Olga Valerevna Nov 2019
“this Life is a tireless battle,”
“of losses as constant as wins.”
“though daily I reckon with failure,”
“I plate all my Hope on my skin.”

“this notion has driven my sources,”
“to every last inch of their worth.”
“I prune and I **** like a person,”
“who’ll never remain on this earth.”

“this vessel has given me little,”
“but stresses surmised by a crowd.”
“I make what I make out-of-body,”
“create and destroy to empower.”
for and because of my Trudy, the Chef of all Chefs I will ever know.
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
Vladik Vladik
by the sea
I crossed the bridge
and felt your breeze
but people walk
imposingly
and keep their face
a mystery
because of this
I only see
a sadness in
the city streets
Vladik Vladik
by the sea
it got too cold
I had to leave
Vladivostok, Russia (Vladik)
Olga Valerevna Jun 2016
I want to be the words      that stir you up a certain way
and leave you with the passion that was always yours to stay
I knew you for a moment but my body


wandered off
and with it came the notion I was never yours at all
I wanted to embrace you in a way that no one could
but every time I tried you turned away from where I stood
Today I was a coffin but tomorrow I will be
we haven't     died together, separation holds the key
residing in a city not too far away from you
I've learned to be the keeper of the person I once knew
Philadelphia, Pa
Olga Valerevna Nov 2019
I penned you like an anagram connected to a scroll
     that poured itself like  honey  over wounds inside my Soul
I thought away my treason as I sang you like a song
and heard my voice repeating: “you’ve been with me all along”
The Sun was in your eyes the day you wandered into me
  and entered both of mine the night I thought I’d never see
         I must’ve been asleep with all the knowledge in my head
              until you put your hand in mine and woke me from the dead
awake in the dead of Winter, coated by a calm.
Olga Valerevna Jun 2013
I know I'll never be the same
A vicious wind offends my frame
And as I push against its will
I fight alone, I'm standing still
I hear my bones, they rattle on
A tune is made, becomes a song
And it is all that I can do
To sing along and think of you
Until I fall upon a note
And get it stuck inside my throat
My face is blue, my voice is lost
And I continue being tossed
For every change direction takes
My vocal cords reverberate
The echo fades and so do I
In silence rest - my last goodbye
Olga Valerevna Dec 2022
go move and have a cry upon a shoulder you have known
a shoulder you’re attached to like the cortical of bone
let flow the conversation even if you speak in tears
for in their salty waters lie a pendulum of years

go put your best foot forward and don’t step it back away
the Spirit you depend on will renew you if you stay
let go your dispositions, all the tendencies you have
for in their barely breathing state, they’re nothing but a trap

go back to where you were when you had only peace of mind
the body you are living in will recognize The Time
let sown be every lesson, even ones you tried to fight
for in their Truth there is no lie, there’s nothing but a Light
inspiration drawn from Joan Miró’s, “The Smile of a Tear”
December 1973
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Did you know when you planted me
That I'd been corrupted from infancy
The shell of my seed contained a tree
That bore its branches without leaves
I have no root but a single key
That opens the door to an empty sea
It mimics the sound of the air I breathe
And shrivels the bark that my body needs
If you count my rings you'll make decree
That I have aged to death's degree
And yet I stand a mystery
While birds ignore my melody
If someone else could hear my plea
I'd raise my hands in revelry
But I can wait out time's ennui
And give myself entirely
To the notion that I'm wholly free
Til truth comes in so willingly
And asks if I can still perceive
I hope it's then that I will bleed
Into the earth what's left of me
A sap so hot I'd melt with ease
And disappear before the eve
I'd leave behind a memory
A thought alive for eternity
Then I'd find rest and lay in peace
Inside a day that I can't see
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
Tell me who I am to you and beg my thoughts again
So I can rest assured this time that truth will never bend
I am not clay for you to mold or mix with what you will
Diluted into something you can neither hold nor spill
The substance of my flesh decays, corruptible indeed
But soil only brings to life my neatly planted seed
With shell intact I bare the weight you've placed upon my ground
Finding rest inside a world you've neither sought nor found
And were I to defend myself, respond to what you've said
The words I'd speak with tainted tongue would fall upon my head
A guillotine to execute, suspended thoughts the blade
My recompense - the blood I shed for what it is we've made
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
If I had any talent left I don't know what I'd do
bury it beneath the ground or put it all to use

My catatonic tendencies remind me who I am
but seem to hide the qualities that shape my iron hand

I end up giving in to things but just to pass the time
and I've forgotten how to be because I've lost my mind

So this is my predicament, the artist doth confess
that I've created something of a convoluted mess
Olga Valerevna Jan 2013
I want to watch the world go by until I close my eyes
                                                                ­                           I figure my eternity will somehow move aside
I know I can't assume these things but still I wonder why
                                                             ­             I like to entertain this thought although it makes me cry
I find myself in hot pursuit of wings, that I may fly
                                                                ­                I want to feel the wind caress my feathers in the sky
I muster up the patience but I barely have to try
                                                             ­                         I mitigate the sense of fear that tells me I will die
I turn my head from side to side and speak a final time
                                                            ­                   *I tell the world I want to go but will not say goodbye
if I was never challenged, would I want to be appeased?
I think about it all the time — would I be more at ease?
if no one in my life told me the thoughts I thought were wrong
would I be ever weaker or would I be that more strong?

if I was never told I am a person I was not
would I continue fighting for The Truth inside my heart?
I think about it all the time and just how much I’ve grown
when no one in my life was there, I found You  on my own

that I was ever challenged and that I was made the least
speaks everything to Who You are and what You make of me
I thought I needed people and I thought I needed time
but all I need is You and You are always on my mind
“Тогда праведники скажут Ему в ответ: Господи! когда мы видели Тебя алчущим, и накормили? или жаждущим, и напоили? когда мы видели Тебя странником, и приняли? или нагим, и одели? когда мы видели Тебя больным, или в темнице, и пришли к Тебе? И Царь скажет им в ответ: истинно говорю вам: так как вы сделали это одному из сих братьев Моих меньших, то сделали Мне.”
‭‭От Матфея‬ ‭25‬:‭37‬-‭40‬
Olga Valerevna Dec 2015
In company sedated under someone else's skin
I try to find the door through which my body wandered in
There won't be any roaming for my shadow left to do
I've seen what I created in a mirror made of you
It's here I know my spirit has been broken many times
Competing with the vessels that are present in my mind
We take our own emotions and expose them to our thoughts
Make everything indifferent to the cause of all the rot
I'm very much aware of where the balances are off
But choose to put aside the very things at which I scoff
There's no one in existence who can comprehend the fight
The battles that we face when we shut out the source of light
It's somewhere on the outskirts of the darkness we explore
Where demons turn to people who are swallowed up in war
The prisoners and fighters were once friends until they spoke
Of massacres they plotted that caused one of them to choke
I'm not here to admire those who pass away to shake
The core of who I am because they couldn't stay awake
Such ****** in the hearts of those who want to have it all
I tried to comprehend it but their pride is just a wall
Forgive them in the name of every power that they seek
'Cause even they will bow to simple truths they cannot speak
Romans 14:11
Olga Valerevna Aug 2012
Someone uproot me, I want this no more
From the seeds that I planted a monster was born
The stem of my flower is filled up to pour
A venom I ****** up from under the floor
I know I'll soon see my mind in a war
But all of the bloodshed I will ignore
Instead you can find me pacing the shore
Polluting the waters with all I abhor
I'll keep spitting thoughts out in open candor
In hopes that my frankness will settle the score
This isn't a game you play til you're sore
But a choice that you make when you open the door
Scene after scene like a scripted encore
That's what you'll access when you try to explore
Beyond any fever dream I can soar
Riding the waves to the sun's very core
My flesh disappears in measures of four
One in each part of the earth it will *****
I'd built with my world a close knit rapport
It's how I could tell I had been here before
    It seems I will be in this hell evermore
    Forsaking the faith that once made me secure
Olga Valerevna Aug 2016
I'm left to my dividing and the emptiness I see
while every sense of self is being shaken out of me
I will not put it lightly and I will not bite my tongue
The cells inside my body tell me everything is done
In whispers spoken softly I found stillness and the Truth
and none can neither claim it nor contain it within you
It walks upon the earth among the living breathing things
Awaiting each tomorrow for another chance to sing
Its melodies continue being carried by the wind
Revealing all the beauty underneath a rotting skin
and even as our bodies pile high above the sky
Our lives have been unraveled by the passing of the time
We've numbered every year a ring our tree has drawn with grace
Yet made it seem as though we were the ones who set the pace
such reasoning has offered us another place to stay
A world as unrelenting as the restlessness today
John 1:1-3
Olga Valerevna May 2013
thoughts that you have kept
surround your heart, instill regret
you can beat yourself to death
Olga Valerevna Nov 2022
I found the kind of Love in you that feeds my every part
the kind of Love that gathers all the pieces of my heart
the kind of Love that matters in the Only Way it can
: by flowing like a river to the very place I am

I found the kind of Love that keeps on going when I tire
the kind of Love that gives me strength and walks me through the fire  
the kind of Love that teaches me the Only Way I know
: by showing me the Fountain from which all of nature flows
The Fountain Kind (of Love)
Olga Valerevna Aug 2022
I went to the ocean to swim in its waves
to take in the water, put salt on my veins
I laid in the sand to unravel within
and fed off The Sun like a freckle on skin

I went to the ocean to borrow some Time
to walk on the shore, put my toes on the line
I picked up the pieces I found on the way
and left them in places where I couldn’t stay

I went to the ocean to reap from its Peace
to wrap my whole heart in a Spirit I need
I gave up my senses to render my Soul
and understood Love like I understand Hope
“The Sun is a freckle’s favorite food.”
— my momma, Vera
Olga Valerevna Dec 2019
should I liken myself to a story
I’d ask to be holding the pen
I would wait for Your Spirit to move me
so I could write freely again

should I liken myself to a season
I’d surely be Winter —  defined
I would capture Its cold with my body
and dance with the Snow in my mind

should I liken myself to a harvest
I’d sow only seeds made of Truth
I would humble my heart in Your Presence
and reap every Winter, Your Fruit
“Не обманывайтесь: Бог поругаем не бывает. Что посеет человек, то и пожнет: сеющий в плоть свою от плоти пожнет тление, а сеющий в дух от духа пожнет жизнь вечную.”
‭‭Послание к Галатам‬ ‭6:7-8‬ ‭
Olga Valerevna May 2016
See this is how I am when I am barely being me
a piece of skin inhaling every other scent I seek
But nobody compares us to the whole of who we are
The beings in these bodies cannot go beyond the stars
For when we enter spaces that exist outside of time
Our organs fail to function in the breath of the divine
I hope another Spirit has been standing in the gap
My own could not resist the world I carried on my back
So let it be a lesson to the eyes and ears of truth
The more that we inherit makes us question what we do
But if I were a fool then I'd be strong enough to say
I'm just another body who has tried to *get away
can you see yourself?
Olga Valerevna Feb 2022
when all the blood inside of you
gives rise to things that make you move
consider mindfulness your friend
and be as patient as you can

and think on words before you speak
your heart is strong, don’t let it leak
let go the notion you have time
you’re only here for seconds, child

the ghost of notes makes Time so worn  
it let’s you think you have much more
but Truth is sound and Time is now
you’ll always be and you’ll know how
“All flesh would perish together, And man would return to dust.”
‭‭Job‬ ‭34:15‬ NKJV
Olga Valerevna Sep 2012
something came over me, I don't know how
i did not realize what happened 'til now
meandering shadows ensued all around
and entered my body as I read their vow
an aura of light I thought they'd endow
so they took their place while I took a bow
i rose up to see I could feel the change now
peering through eyes under shade of my brow
the blood running through me made no avow
as to what I should do and what to allow
something came over me, I don't know how
i did not realize what happened 'til now
Olga Valerevna Sep 2015
you've written on my eyelids all the tendencies of time
And I was keeping track of it until it lost its rhyme
Today I go in circles just like every other day
And what was once connected cast a shadow in its place
Familiar was the crux to every moment I could see
A stranger to my senses but a lover come to be
And somewhere in your folly I could find a place to lie
Exist within its limits and believe I'd never die


But sooner than the thought could travel anywhere but here

I woke to find you sleeping and I had to disappear
I waited on the outside of the body you have known
In hopes that you would notice you could never be alone
I must've let the hours slip completely through my hands
I only made it back in time to watch you turn to sand
there is no man, only sand
Olga Valerevna Feb 2013
I am a collector of things, he said
Of all I can fit in my head
Hoarding the ghosts  I have come to displace
Vicarious grins on my face
But standing beside the lot I've arranged
I conclude I am slightly deranged
The rope that I hold becomes heavy and loose
And ties itself into a noose
Somehow it dresses the nape of my neck
Like the sea wears a ship in a wreck
There is no space in my mind anymore
And I'm waiting outside by the shore
Hang up the line that contains what I am
Remind me that I'm just a man
Corruptible
Olga Valerevna Jul 2019
if I were a flower, I’d be like The Sun
I’d bloom on the days when your body goes numb
I’d give you the seeds I have grown in my heart
and hope that you use them like salve on your scars
lest you be the ***** or you be the saint
leave no room for questioning why you’re awake
I’ll pull every root I may have on this earth
exchange it for nothing, for nothing is worth
the cost of your honest and humble dismay
there’s more than you know in your every day
“Советую тебе купить у Меня золото, огнем очищенное, чтобы тебе обогатиться, и белую одежду, чтобы одеться и чтобы не видна была срамота наготы твоей, и глазною мазью помажь глаза твои, чтобы видеть.”
‭‭Откровение ап. Иоанна 3:18
Olga Valerevna Nov 2015
"but where is my tomorrow," said the ticking of the time
this alternate reality is slipping through my mind
I cannot seem to focus and I never want to sleep
instead I lie awake beside the loneliness I keep
there's only so much human any person can embrace
before the roots of truth begin to spread across your face
I have not measured hours long enough to see them through
I'm changing at a pace I cannot possibly undo
wherever I am going and wherever I have been
create the kind of future I could never settle in
these feet have walked the deserts and the mire all the same
I would not even be without the dryness and the rain
long gone
Olga Valerevna Jun 2020
“I cannot breathe,” he begged through gasps
as minutes moved, his lungs collapsed
the streets would grieve his blood that day
and seek The Poet in his name

if we remain, though he is gone
we have a chance to right the wrong
on bended knee, with head bowed down
it’s you and me - The Time is now
in loving memory of George Floyd, an African-American man murdered in cold blood at the hands of the Minneapolis Police Dept on May 25, 2020.
Olga Valerevna Oct 2019
to be strong on the surface but weak in the heart
well this is the song of a hypocrite’s farce
to be halfway to somewhere in coddled up lies
when called out by Reason, so quick to deny
and to steal from the sources that speak of The Truth
then write it in pen, that the words came from you
have you heard of a character hardened to death?
it sings every song by the whim of your breath
“Нет ничего сокровенного, что не открылось бы, и тайного, чего не узнали бы. Посему, что́ вы сказали в темноте, то́ услышится во свете; и что́ говорили на ухо внутри дома, то́ будет провозглашено на кровлях.”
‭‭От Луки‬ ‭12:2-3‬
Olga Valerevna Oct 2024
I found myself remembering the past and present days
and thought about my nature and the way that I was raised
I learned to seek a certain kind of solace in the depths
of where it was I came from ‘fore I ever took a breath

Consistencies were born in me before I ever was
I reveled in the pureness they poured out into my blood
I look for them to this day still, and fight the urge to say
the sea outside my body carries inconsistent waves
born / raised
Olga Valerevna Oct 2014
what would happen if I walked a thousand miles a day
   And put myself in places where I do not have a say
It's nothing but the soil and the monsters that I see
They're crawling out of spaces somewhere deep inside of me
I want to leave them everywhere and write about it too
But know they're coming back for me the moment that I do
  So if you want a story have my words fill up the page
It doesn't matter anyway, the monsters know my name
title taken from a project of the same name by Shawn Gamez
http://theinsidesofmonsters.wordpress.com
Olga Valerevna Mar 2013
I've kept a box beside my bed
it keeps me up at night
And all the things I held inside
have strained my lucid sight
I try to let them out each day
in hopes they'll run and hide
And take up space or disappear
in someone else's mind
If I can push them off you see
then they will not return
And I'll be given what I want
releasing all concern
So once I have an empty box
I'll know my work is done
That I will not be evermore
so blinded by your sun
Olga Valerevna Sep 2019
I slept some three hours to midnight
then one come then two come then three
but Poetry woke me to tell you
there’s Someone we all need to meet  

His Name is the reason we’re living
He gives our each day to The Son
and while I’m alive, I confirm this
there’s Nobody Else like The One

He recognized all of my sadness
and put all my pain in His Hands
He told me I’m made up of madness
this world wants to poison and plant

my loyalty lies in My Savior
my roots found A Home in His Life
and nothing and no one can render
The Way I’ll be always defined
“What an admirable thing it is in the divine economy that the sacred literature of the world should have been entrusted to a people whose poetry, depending largely on parallelism, should remain poetry in any language you translate it into.”
C.S. Lewis. Letters, 16 July 1940.
Olga Valerevna Feb 2019
the ice inside my body has been melting more each day
and now that I can feel again I have a place to stay
my body may be temporal but oh how much it’s taught
my heart to be a fighter for the things that won’t be bought
I cannot help but revel in the Joy with which I’m made
I may not be forever here but Love is here to stay
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Olga Valerevna Nov 2015
If I could slip away I'd choose to hold you 'til the end
and beg for your attention like the tragedy of men
There's something to be said about the effort we we put in
but it amounts to nothing when we realize our skin
The lessons come in pieces and the the puzzle always was
we put it back together or we make another one
I'd rather lay my cards among the weeds and let them choke
and call them as I see them, you're not all that I have known
So even if emotions and the thought of you remain
I'll take you in like winter, let the cold run through my vein*s
whatever the chances, whatever the odds
Olga Valerevna Jun 2015
If we are taken by the sun
We won't remember anyone
A fire hotter than our bones
Will eat us up 'til we're alone
And that is where the water stops
It cannot flow where it is hot
Remain athirst the rest of time
There's nothing left to ease your mind
Another home does not exist
For those who never looked for it
what we choose to make our end
Olga Valerevna Jan 2020
I wanted to sleep but tomorrow    
kept waking me up with a sigh
“the last time you cry,” said my Spirit,
“it will be the last time you cry.”


I started to drift into dreaming
and could not be shaken today  
I made my way out of the darkness
“okay, it’s okay, it’s okay”
in the voice of my Dedushka, “it’s okay, it’s okay, it’s okay.”
Olga Valerevna Apr 2015
to grow apart and walk away
or tell you what I did today
my head is hot, my heart is light
so take a match and make it right
if there's a flame, a flicker still
I'll blow it out and wait until
the smoke is gone to look for you
and if you're there I'll start to move
remain the way we are and see
I'm what is you, you're what is me
and even though we'll never have
a road to run to take us back
the fear that was has ceased to live
and out of death comes I forgive
to love you once is all wish
to make it home, my hope is this
my mother once told me hope is the last to die
Olga Valerevna May 2018
set fire* to the thoughts my head has had me walking through
I don’t want to do anything if I am without You
I’d rather let my body go in flames right here and now
Than walk about a slave unto the ashes burning out
The world has neither reason nor a name to give itself
Some version of a truth that only dare resemble
Hell
Laid back in disposition, waking up in half a sleep
Without a way to walk into a promise made to keep
If anything that matters is worth anything at all
I want to die to see it and be risen when it’s gone
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