#tat
Spacious silence, I inhale her sweetish scent.
She’s so close, here, internal.
The dawn reveals the horizon,
I can't help but breathe her.
Vermilion clouds disperse where
I will meet her again.
Stars twinkle elsewhere,
the darkness recedes and somewhere behind
I hear the last whispers of the night.
These whispers merge with the rhythm of my heart.
I was with her,
I surrendered to her gloom,
it covered my skin, I inhaled it.
Every beat of my heart resonated with her breath.
The stars faded in my eyes
and I slowly sank in her rhythms.
So high.
Pain no longer mattered.
I devote.
The sun will rise quickly,
blue and white fragments of clouds will fly away
to rain down and vanish into infinity.
Silence seeps in the sounds of a new day.
She is still on my mind.
Our moment is eternal.
She is glaring and majestic.
She lures birds,
makes them return again and again,
lie down on her flows and
slowly die forgetting about food.
Her depth is infinite.
Love.
The wind passes her power.
Storms, waves and the earth -
everything is for her.
She gives and takes back.
And only at the edge
I will look in her eyes.
She will appear with a cry of a rain,
shed unrestrained tears,
the wind will be lost in the agony of fire.
Her mad rage is frightening.
But few know her as I do.
Few believe that she is the love,
to which everyone is doomed.
She is riotous,
frenzied and mysterious.
Her gaze freezes the blood.
When the next night comes,
the moon will cover shadow with cold rays,
I will give all my feelings to its obscurity.
I bow down to her.
She totally fascinated me.
A gentle touch,
A faint smile,
she will smudge
the night sky.
She will weave a wreath
of clouds and stars.
She finally crowns me with that beautiful wreath.
Death.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 1:34 PM UTC
Втома
мене долає.
Так хочеться здатись
Вагома
причина для того щоб здатись.
Знайома
всім думка з'явилась - пора попрощатись.
Зусилля всі марні, і все не виходить як думалось всім.
Втома
знебарвлює дні, знецінює смак і пригоди життя і виходить все так, що втрачається сенс не спинятись.
Кому,
не крапку поставлю після цих всіх напруг, недоспаних ночей і думок про нарешті призи за заслуги.
Судома
зводить щелепи і так хочеться від всієї душі прокричатись і закинути все, тихо здатись.
Шкода
часу і сил, шкода мрій бо виходить пусті вони всі, не судилось їм всім позбуватись.
Втома:
не дозволю я їй надламати мене, запріснити життя, відмовчатись.
Втома:
лиш тайм аут візьму, відісплюсь, відлежусь і в роботі піду оживати.
Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 4:55 AM UTC
My heart won't tell that
The time flee as I am with
You, something special
As the heat rises in funnel
My heart won't tell that
The most perfect person for me
Is you, something fulfilling
As the sound comes from the engine
My heart would jump in joy
As I spend every second
With all my slow breathe as toy
Clearing the mist as I jog
My heart would admire you ,
For you, the imperfection of all solids
With all my sorrows, ****** by you
Here I say, I love you!
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 3:08 AM UTC
okay, i’ll admit that
your face is on my laptop’s background.
which is odd, i can see that,
since we both know i wish that you would just ******* disappear.
and i know that it’s not a very effective tactic, in forgetting everything that’s ever happened, and i get that.
it’s just that i get nervous when you’re not around for too long
but i know that eventually i’ll forget that
and it’ll be like
none of this ever happened and
maybe nothing will ever feel quite as tragic
as when i was so ******* ecstatic
that you found somebody and that he’s actually attractive, and bearded, and fully tatted.
and i’ll be here in this disaster city
where you’ve rarely matterred,
because i finally found a place where everyone doesn’t know you, and i'll just disappear for a while,
and i’ll be here overcoming my fear of needles while i'm at it.
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 2:52 AM UTC