Poem #1
A poem that needs no title. Photo: Boļševička, 13 September 2014
How one would wish to live
Like in glossy magazines.
Sunflowers are not in fashion.
And at your age now!
You can be a cactus,
So tough and prickly,
Because you don't believe in fairy tales
And don't hide in corners.
How one would wish to lay the rush
Under a stone,
That same one that, back then,
I met long ago on the road.
Things have no value anymore,
They don't stay in the memory.
The mind repeats, repeats
Moments and You.
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