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Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
Darkness will grow, light falling back
Night comes with pleasure, day brings pain
Nothing forever, things will break
Go far through woods or follow black

Daylight burns skin, I follow shadows
I live in corners under deck
No way for dead to feel self living
Live goes from nowhere to daybreak

If anyway I'm dark creature
No reason trying me to reck
Don't wait for mersy from my sorrow
The fire burns, but now shield cracked

The agony won't spare the culprits
They fall as hard, as fallen me
Maybe my words are not a pulpit
But sprouts  inside are going free
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
Let's deal the cards, who got the trump
Who handled nothing we will see
Another shuffle in your pocket
But will it help to you in sea

What are you doing at this table
Across the jerks and madness fields
You could be king in mindless pleasure
Or live behind the line of shields

Come on, showdown coming closer
Let's see who'll ruin lives today
The bet is higher than importance
In case of loosement you will knee

A credit? no, if you got nothing
Your flesh for them will be ok
So try to win and never come back
Another time your soul will prey
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
Grey dawn, the sky has fallen
How long ago that been?
The sun we want are stolen
For ages it was unseen

Black lens above our eyeballs
We live in prison hall
And every man disciple
Cause everything is gone

See through the masks don't worth it
Face under it much worse
This river flows the wrong way
Turn back and see reverse
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
Thank you for showing me the light
You came through chains of helish fury
Through darkness, couldn't be delight
To go the road of injury

Like firefly in coldness vault
You showed me way to rise from ashes
You healed my soul from madness fault
By giving me your love with dashes

But now, I can't say even thanks
Your heart has stopped and lips are blurred
My memories stay, but soul is buried
I brought some flowers to your grave

If you can hear me
Please, forgive me
It's not your fault
Again, so cold
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
In the cold fields of tundra
And coniferous forest
Pine-trees wailing for ages
When the sea is the sorest

But this sea is not tropic
This is not tender land
It is harsh and so perfect
My lost heaven, last stand

It's agressive for people
Which are living light-hearted
It's abode for a sorrow
Where the wind had been started

It will blow off the spring
Then gone summer and autumn
After all this allusion
Winter won't be forgotten

This is not place like others
It is calm and so silent
Near crackling of a fire
I will find my own island

Semi-darkness near bedroom
Modest house is sooty
There's no place around
You can look at such beauty
Wanderer's notes collection (translation from Russian)
Vladimir Pavlov Dec 2014
I'm walking in moonlight
Now strayed in darkness
I want be with you
But I live in apartless

Daybreak has covered ancient forest
And farmer's hops, decay folklorist
I almost forgot who I am, way I'm going
And thoughts going dusk, far from personal glowing

Here Helios running his chariot over
But darkness inside won't dispel the hangover
Where I used to go, and do I need it so?
If every road will just guide me to Rome

I'll lie, fall asleep and get covered by sprouts
Which going to grow, and get higher than clouds
They'll bring live fruits to the people in sorrow
While I"ll leave this world and forget the tomorrow
from wanderer's notes (translation from Russian)
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
Shade burns in agony, conclusion
My life has ended in confusion
But will next morning be as bright
To bring the darkness of delight

So strange for stranger be not lonely
Because his mercy walks own way
A mark of sorrow burns and only
The mainest question who will breath

You came to guide me or to follow
You are a light or will bring night
You have an answer me to allow
Or will you bring my questions back

Don't be so known-less, not so patient
Can't speak a word till you fall back
I hear your breath but mind is ancient
It can't read lips but found a lack
Vladimir Pavlov Jan 2015
And now, one more time
Humans go through the crime
Thought their souls will remain
But their sorrow won't fade

They're talking to the time
Will they borrow be mine
Or his soul gone through fame
And it never remain

This is just fool man's talks
That have no human walks
Just an idiot's time
For his soul to find rhyme

Is there any or nothing
To find one's more a topic
Will you lead me or guide
To keep perfect my pride

Or you're just a knife's core
To keep separate shores
And you're swallow my mind
To keep perfectness died
Vladimir Pavlov Jul 2015
One day you'll see the other side
Backface of your decisions
But will that day filled with your pride
Or ruined with contritions

Will others think you are the one
Or will they blame your story
Will you prefer to catch a run
Or you'll forget your worries

And if your face go wide in smile
When mind reminds old days
Your happiness avoid exile
And you'll correct your ways
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
The first great war took many people
But it was just a start for worse
It took the best of us, the livers
To revolution's ****** horse

This war erased aristocracy
This war had eat my own home land
Kurmysh was town at Sura river
Untill they came, soviet's undead

A part of us was pushed from home lands
Another part had shot in head
They called themselves a freedom bringers
But that was thing old Lenin said

While winners write the history
The truth becomes a mystery
Then bandits become heroes
And heroes gone to dust

And now, the robbers, killers
Are called a freedom givers
In part of lost empire
Ukraine, which now are sold
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
I'm sitting here, at icy river
I'm watching night before the dawn
If I called so, I'm not a dreamer
But my soul wants to fall apart

It is so intersting to watch
The harbingers of dawn are crawling
It s just a time when shadows falling
When morning star starts shining bright

First time I thought
New day brings something
But in this world
I can't live laughing

New day may come
But past is calling
And while I'm falling
I'm alive
Vladimir Pavlov Nov 2014
Your way through salvation
Have no destination
Your destiny falls
While your honor in quake

We think that the light
Will guide us to might
But truth is beside
When the darkness awake

Your fears are so funny
When winter not sunny
Tears falling and calling
But wisdom absorbs

And you're think you're passioned
But lies goes the way should
Disciple is fake
But you're just going on

You think you're alive
But it's just compilation
Of feelings inside
And that's fall of your mind
Vladimir Pavlov Jul 2015
Let's stop the run and look a bit
Clean thoughts and worries, sharp your wit
I'll tell you things might make a hit
So please relax and take a sit

How often you hust look around
And thing about your surround
How many people have you drown
How many corpses feed your lawn

How many chances left behind
How many dances ended blind
How many men you stabbed the back
How many lifes that you have wrecked

How many lies you told in past
How many hopes have turned to dust
How many friends you trade for pence
How many liars in your fence

And after all you prey your God
To make your sorrows go abroad
And after all your mind prefers
To find someone to heal the curse

So now, please think a little bit
Catch thoughts, decissions, sharp your wit
Is God the only one you served
Or you just have things you deserved
Vladimir Pavlov Apr 2015
Your world is like a fairytale
It's filled in with beauty
Agressive ones that blaming you
But you're still hold your duty

Your life is very heavy
You're victim all the ways
But when the act is over
You're losing all your grace

They tells you you're a lier
Or clap their hands in sence
But you are not a person
When fairytale is ends
Vladimir Pavlov Jul 2015
Your world is like a fairytale
It's filled in with beauty
Agressive ones that blaming you
But you're still hold your duty

Your life is very heavy
You're victim all the ways
But when the act is over
You're losing all your grace

They tells you you're a lier
Or clap their hands in sence
But you are not a person
When fairytale is ends
Vladimir Pavlov Dec 2014
A wanderer with no home
The way without road
Had rotten by sicknes
And legs're going float

I'm walking the woods and the fields I've not knowed
I meet up the persons, who've taken by turmoil
I'm looking desireless to treasures of toil
In case that their souls took corruption and spoils

My only follower
Is my lonley shadow
And eyes have been closed
By grey hair's pay down

My only own package
Is staff and old note book
Which I will write down
For other's mind forelook

I'll stay in a harsh land with cold wind and passions
There's no place for bards with their thoughtless regressions
There'll be only me and a century pinetrees
Replace up the building of steel and my blindness

In hovel my body
Get warned by fire
And well with fresh water
Will cool the heart's dire

I'll put my old staff in a snowdrift with dashes
When my robe is almost converted to ashes
Then I will transform in a cold river's flowing
And flow down too far to remember the calling
From wanderer's notes collection

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