#kiev - Hello Poetry

Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] The Great Gate of Kiev Mussorgsky’s The Great Gate of Kiev is no hymn to the people of Ukraine (telegraph.co.uk) If there was never a Great Gate of Kiev Except in Mussorgy’s triumphal hymn There ought to have been, and there will be some day Trophied with captured Putinista flags For now Wherever a Ukrainian enters Kiev By rail or bus, or in worn-out army boots He is the Gate, the Knight’s Gate, the Golden gate With a chapel and the most wonderful bells And the pictures at an exhibition Will be ikons of Ukrainian martyrs

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Apr 21, 2024

Apr 21, 2024 at 10:01 AM UTC

lawrence-hall

The Great Gate of Kiev

Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected] The Great Gate of Kiev Mussorgsky’s The Great Gate of Kiev is no hymn to the people of Ukraine (telegraph.co.uk) If there was never a Great Gate of Kiev Except in Mussorgy’s triumphal hymn There ought to have been, and there will be some day Trophied with captured Putinista flags For now Wherever a Ukrainian enters Kiev By rail or bus, or in worn-out army boots He is the Gate, the Knight’s Gate, the Golden gate With a chapel and the most wonderful bells And the pictures at an exhibition Will be ikons of Ukrainian martyrs

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I remember the way our souls touched That evening after the downpour in Kiev. I remember your warmth, your gaze, your touch… As the rainbow protruded the sky. We didn’t even stand a chance Too far, too young, too insecure… We didn’t fight hard enough Didn’t realize what we lost. After all that time I still can recall every small detail Of that day, of your face, of your smile… Like it’s been tattooed in my mind Like I am still reliving that moment Over and over again… Until I can’t differentiate what’s real and what’s not.

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Apr 10, 2020

Apr 10, 2020 at 3:28 AM UTC

TanyaDA95

Rain in Kiev

I remember the way our souls touched That evening after the downpour in Kiev. I remember your warmth, your gaze, your touch… As the rainbow protruded the sky. We didn’t even stand a chance Too far, too young, too insecure… We didn’t fight hard enough Didn’t realize what we lost. After all that time I still can recall every small detail Of that day, of your face, of your smile… Like it’s been tattooed in my mind Like I am still reliving that moment Over and over again… Until I can’t differentiate what’s real and what’s not.

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Home ain't no safe, but it's my home, And it greets me whenever back I come. It's there for me get lost deep inside. Even when I stand against the tide. And I'm aware of dangers out here. So I may wield a sword against fear. But there are city lights giving hope. And when obvion beckons i say "nope". I wanna run away to mountains and beyond. But I won't leave if could, ya see. For those lights, they keep me ever on hold. I wanna come back home saying to a mate there "hello". Being glad that one cares enough to simply reply. Then I shall adict to home's rhythm, adapt to it's flow.

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Jul 14, 2017

Jul 14, 2017 at 4:15 PM UTC

demy-molentor

Home

Home ain't no safe, but it's my home, And it greets me whenever back I come. It's there for me get lost deep inside. Even when I stand against the tide. And I'm aware of dangers out here. So I may wield a sword against fear. But there are city lights giving hope. And when obvion beckons i say "nope". I wanna run away to mountains and beyond. But I won't leave if could, ya see. For those lights, they keep me ever on hold. I wanna come back home saying to a mate there "hello". Being glad that one cares enough to simply reply. Then I shall adict to home's rhythm, adapt to it's flow.

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I was born Skull shattering Bled from the bone In vitro When my burnt lip bit you I was bubbling from the knees The viscose pus beneath the skin boiling And you **** He pulled me through dirt, onto curb side, smashed jaw Caked with stomach acid Drowning on the car seat They sat their leering at every corner Through radiowaves, they drool each pleasure of theirs But here I am, choking So I lost the key today So I lost the key today So I lost the key today Cold fingers, skin shaking, through netting I hide from you Your thick tongue comes slamming to the edges of my body I have no words My mouth shuts for your Baton bashing Black boot Skull shattering

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Apr 19, 2015

Apr 19, 2015 at 5:26 PM UTC

adelaide-potter

kv

I was born Skull shattering Bled from the bone In vitro When my burnt lip bit you I was bubbling from the knees The viscose pus beneath the skin boiling And you **** He pulled me through dirt, onto curb side, smashed jaw Caked with stomach acid Drowning on the car seat They sat their leering at every corner Through radiowaves, they drool each pleasure of theirs But here I am, choking So I lost the key today So I lost the key today So I lost the key today Cold fingers, skin shaking, through netting I hide from you Your thick tongue comes slamming to the edges of my body I have no words My mouth shuts for your Baton bashing Black boot Skull shattering

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