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A bunch of short verses

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2019
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And no need to go with the crowds



The heathens ventured into my heart

Are you inhabitant who’s dwelling here?

And has been bristling with the trees

The truth still soothing only simple lads



Thine truth still dwelling over fields

Her heart breaks into smithereens

That’s why His Art inside my mind

The deepest abyss takes His Light



Past never come again

They went away forever

Sore heart still aches

And much-much pang of pain



Such freshness passed

Thru morning pure light

Whose heart had beaten?

Inside the ardent heart



In dreams I’m lying on the morning grass

I’ll wet with dew and resting at your feet

And makes incursions on His wild Heart

Thee will remit my aching pain and sins



A. Glukhov. A. Portrait. 2019. Kolobova's collection in St. Petersburg.



Light darkness making friends sometimes

Beside the mountain I’ve seen a lone path

Be quiet , music will be soothing me again

Too much endeavours done it but too late



Wars have been slaying many men

That’s why I want to be with you

And waiting happiness in desert

I’ll go from border to border in vain



Have I turned to ancient statue?

Let me take last breath!

Woe to my heart – woe to me

Much strange and dark dread



One Prince is ploughing over the sea

Wrung heart was filled with sorrow

Winds…winds dancing trough the breeze

There will be howling gale into dream



Sometimes I wanna rest in coffin
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