A bunch of short verses [Александр Владимирович Глухов] (fb2) читать постранично, страница - 2

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At hand your soul howling of many wolves

I’m going to the past in order see the beauty

We’ve broken creatures – crying with the pain

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Do twisting vertigo dance in the gale

Have taught many waves thru the Art

Through ragging and blistering sea

I shall implore Thee with tears in vain

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In flesh and blood – a flight of fancy

Yet wolfish glance – lupine in heart

A horde of wolves fix eyes on back

Look skyward up into sapphirine azure

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Neither pleasure nor love in cold fervour

Do don’t take the sweetest dream away

His heart was withdrawn from sweet gale

The only lovely passion slept in labyrinth

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Who crowned thee with rue tonight

I feel heartsore continuing in Russia

Be full of glee with flowers and trees

Yet I forsook who put a hex on me…

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She’s not a connoisseur of ancient art

Against your will the clouds roll above

Through pristine dream into the grey of you

There’re no thoughts when look in blue

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Black gale storm – too many wicked lads

A host of flowers are dancing, do not stop

To live means struggle hard with shadows

Of love within much passionate affection

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Wherever I’m roving amidst the beauty stars

Enthralled by nature – why cold in you so far

For what we had trodden a path into pain

We weep out heart with stone in vain

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My hopes are away into the wild dream

The green and blue all over are truth

They whisper silent through my pain

I hike around lake with emptiness

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The stunning silence was heard crossing

Amongst the emptiness is only pang

Who walking inwardly inside beauty

Who never ever tasted those milky path

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A. Glukhov. Self-portrait. 2018. Collection of Blagodatov in St. Petersburg.

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Whet only one desire to investigate a dream

Upon my heart there is no scintilla of truth

Into the black sky spangled with blue stars

May morning dew is no colder than you are

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Self is never ploughed forth alone outdid

All others through infighting in his dream

Yet pensive reveries stay in the throes

Tormenting sight still goes on thru sleep

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The rainbow lights – switch on for you

Yet being kissed you stampeded into…

The stealthy haven within your lovely truth

But better die sweetly sleeping to doss out

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Danced on the edge of Milky Way for Thee

I am breathing deeply in and out at full glee

And looked upon the bubbling greyness

Away to place where I shall paint again

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There are not true friends on the Earth

And go into deepest vastness sky

I stare inward blue into the dark of you

In stunning still I will lie under blue…

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Am I a temporary dreamer in my life?

Thine beauty is inward perfection

Into the glee – I sweetly slept

Inside the thunder storm I shall be free

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Count a hundred then plunge into dream

Heart is no beating there is no life

With time all my hopes are going away

You are so beautiful but I am delay…

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Every beat of the heart echoes in pang

Who whispering a love into the ear

To say goodbye to spell adieu forever

These lives are full of sore affection

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You’d understand these pensive eyes

By whom is got forgotten pleasure

Am I the only just continuing in leisure

And dance vertigo – thee and me

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On the qui vive to see his over…sleep

Heart-to-heart talking thru a slumber

There is just one broken quill left

And fell into the reverie into an abysm

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Nothing has been done to halt the time

In days of yore when we departed

And had been roving in every dream apart

I’ll get a rueful smile in the night

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Nature wails over dead thru wind

Am I in beauty wading through the frost

But let us go into morning love

For who the bells are no tolling at the dusk

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Who steals a glance at you tonight

I do not speak much French alack

Such beauty black inflamed sore heart

A broken fiddle talks no more

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Attached by past…and long for music

All vanished out of the sight – all fled away

And deep affection withered with Him

There is a life still glimmering in forest

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A breeze stopped blowing in the gale

Along the pathless space I dream

Yet longing through one silent song

Give me your garment – we are free

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What is the bliss of pleasure up so high

There’re no paths along the lovely track

Made in of ancient-stunning passion

But toxic blood issues from veins

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Oh, mighty Venice, there are no life in you

All gone away into the nothingness of yore

We are departed – living lone lives

I shall not know you – you will not know me

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Cold glance of yours is colder than cold ice

A pack of beard gods in front of ye

Amongst sweet smoke – lewd music

The longest kiss – the wild rampage

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Such a disaster flash…we will be loved

Ahead of time he marches in affection

Your hope disappears in the slumber

Through longest sleep without kiss

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Your beauty coming to the air depicted

Many mottoes on rakish heart

Who’s screaming silently with heartache

And ran exhausted quietude in dream

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Return my lust which fled away so far

Eternal passion goes to the throes

I’m dancing like an ardent geek

The leaden clouds under blanket

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Waft me to Thee – the breath of freshness

I feel the air coming through the heath

All spinning, rolling go up with breeze

And howling gale want to dancing only

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The only path of many – rainbow and love

The lives are precious – azure-blue in skies

A wind my friend is blowing with love

And solemnly on knees I’ll take your star

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‘twas honey pleasure – trees are friends

Within the latent gray in early morning

With whom you whisper in the storm

Forsaken past with frozen air…

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Such sweetest touch, such simple deeds

There was neither passion nor affection

But you are none – and acute in intra vitam

I’m running through the sepulcher when sleep

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A. Glukhov. The tree. 1990. The Blagodatov collection in St. Petersburg.

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Too scrawny beasts have frozen hearts

A vale of woe in your eyes I’ve seen

With vim and vigour I shall run to you

There are much trees and no you…

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Along the street a secret path to Thee

I’ll gaze at vapor – quiet silhouette afar

The strangers talk and one night kiss

Due silver knight I’ve got much bliss

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Whither are you drifting lightly Light

The stunning silence hiding in the night

We fled so fast away like a whiff

Till death I shall be keeping snow bliss

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Again you’ll see beloved object sleeping

Hard squeeze and lightest, longest tig

It will be cute and waiting one light kiss

We’ll be exhausted…lying on the beach

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Come to that place a pack of wild wolves

They want to do so many furious attacks

And we are dying from disastrous fatigue

They’ll give us free and cozy beds

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Be live…and do the best your own way

And there is neither sense of joy or blue

Perfection I have seen no more

The trees are pensive in the breeze

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At royal ball we’ll dance together lonely

Could I control the weather light

Once in a while when we’ll get a glee

What is the depth of falling into blue

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Only the breeze is kissed approaching

The humble solitude in lone heart

He’ll open the sepulture again

And I have got long hike alack a day

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Hard heart was falling in two parts

And covered with pensive blue in hot

But why a silver hidden inside black

The boiling point I’ll go paint

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Whoever we are but departed forever

Hurricane coming, I shall go with you

But heart beating lonely – you are afar

Of what are you thinking alone?

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So juicy grass behind my scrawny back

Amongst the clouds many stars I’ve seen

Two lads speak to each other lovely

She feels affection dying in the breeze…

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Two nights I stare thru in black alone

Without you I speak with pensive blue

I summoned up the strength of gods

Above the clouds are my Lord

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Grey clouds are departed crying lonely

Do cudgel bubbling clouds every week

Your spirit disappears too much quickly

He kneels on pulpy grass with Thee

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Do breathe