воскресенье, 14 августа 2011 г.

To You

My traps were hiding undernize
And took the flash from printed letters,
When every moment hardly matters,
My soul cursed and feelings teased.
I bowl my head, I cry and suffer,
The wall of sins makes road tuffer
And speed of life like kin increased.
All changing pictures of the past
And flowing images of present
I feel like never resting peasant ,
Turn down shameless women lust .
Shake my forever sleeping spirit,
Pour frozen water on the neck ,
Make brains awake and kindly cheer it,
Despair vanish, what a heck?
We always fall in love not thinking,
It seems our souls keep up drinking
The nectar on a summer deck.
The sweetness disappear quicker ,
Than clothes from the young street twicer,
And make us look like ugly Shreck.
We getting older, sometimes wiser,
And turning into advertizer
Of stupid actions on TV
We are watching never ending triller
About life, our neighbor dealer
Will sell the poison, playing we
Are having pain and with intention
Eat wanum like sir Shakspeer mentioned,
While angel singing: "se la vi"






































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