пятница, 6 апреля 2012 г.

Mountain

Shallow feelings, shallow shore,
Mellow kisses, the flash wants quite more,
Dear, my dear, I will climb any wall
For you to be near, sharp mountain's tall
With rivers and meadows - everyday tasks,
In  the way to my path from sweet dawn to the dusk.

The life is a mountain, carrying the cross,
Falling and shouting,crawling on tross,
Cutting the skin over emptiness edge,
Healing the wounds in the very old age.

From careless people, forgotten old sins,
Cruelty actions, sarcastic wild grins.
Life is a river, clean water will help
To survive in the dirtiness with a glittering shelf.

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