I do not understand you

I do not understand you.

My love words are empty to you.

But I have no control over myself,

And forget the familiar features.

Forget your familiar eyes.

Weeping willow – hair.

And the purity of the diamond,

Hot drops of your tears.

Forget the warmth of a caressing hand.

And the whiteness of a tender smile

And peach fluff cheeks,

And curls on the forehead negligent.

Forget you – forget the Spring.

And the smell of grass in the flowering summer.

But, feelings, surging wave,

I cannot forget, in a fit of light!

I will not forget

Hoping you wait,

What I will come to you,

What you tight hug,

And I will be happy.

But in vain do not cry,

Quiet in the bed sheet,

You will listen to night

Voice of vernal drops.

I won’t sing for you

I will not warm myself.

After all, my love is

I will not forget with you.

I will not forget an hour

Kiss hot.

Sheltered the night to us

Month the watchman was us.

Morning summer dawn

The sun poured us.

The day shone with warmth.

Quickly dried dew.

The sun poured us.

The day shone with warmth.

Intoxicated with beauty

Girl soft hair.

Autumn is drizzling

Autumn is drizzling

Small shot of rain.

In the puddles leaves warm,

In the gloom Sun.

The branches are bare stretch,

Wet five

Trying to grab

In the puddle the ray is golden.

But, in vain try

Jump into the cold water.

Scooped and deceived

No lively warmth.

And there are sad

Groves in a wet swell.

To the sky pulled away

Crowns of passionate pleading.

Sect larch slender

The trees will sing.

In the jets of the wind submissive

The sun will call in vain.

Will not warm autumn

By its gentle ray.

Only the spring sun

The cold will be driven away by.

Blizzard snowstorm

Move back to the snow.

Spring will let the outskirts of

Walk through the meadows.

Twisted fingers twigs

Will put foliage.

Puddles of mirror-saucer

Decorate yourself.

Star of Love

The sky is smoked by fog

Bright day veiled swarthy.

And the wound becomes sharper

Disturbed feelings of relatives.

Heart pain shrinks steeper,

And sad in half with the rain.

Remembering your singing voice,

Dissolved look in my heart.

We walk through the dairy garden

In the buzz of bees, in honey bloom.

The world has disappeared, only you are near

In the universe with you flying.

Here the space is wide open

Myriads of stars gives us:

– Choose any! Us!

– The one that burns brighter than the others!

We are flying in a petal blizzard,

Driving, glowing beam.

And we take it in warm hands,

Wearing on the edge of clouds.

Light white, stars rays,

Dazzle herbs flowers.

Small clouds, curly herd,

Steeped on the distillation.

And today remembering Spring,

I look at our Star,

But, in the gloomy sky of the region,

A cloud of darkness drew a line.

I want to create portraits

I want to create portraits.

To write portraits of pretty women.

To speak colors,

Shades, complementing tenderness.

To lines of bright beauty

Say beautiful: – You are beautiful!

For each face feature.

To write portraits the beauties of the world!

My heart

I take care of you

In my heart is sadness.

And, as a tribute, I guard,

The image of a cute.

Like your farewell,

May morning spring.

Do not float away with the breeze

With fluffy snow.

Let the year’s pass

Quietly sinks in space

But, your word: – Yes!

In white garden decoration.

In the vociferous forest,

In the bird choir spring.

In poplar fluffs,

In the spring breezes.

But your word: – Yes!

I did not hear like a song.

Only: – Never!

The word was the last.

I take care of you

In my heart is sadness.

And, as a tribute to the guard

The image is cute, farewell…

Sorcery love

Pretended to be in love

As a boy weaving words.

And I felt subjugated,

My head bowed to you.

Your knees embraced with passion.

But the hurricane dope passed.

I asked myself a simple question

In you, I found that?!

And you tried to marry me.

Threatened to get underground.

Believe me, I’m ready to strangle before

Then the days with you to pass!!!

With a dream near

Surrounding grove birch grove.

Fun song, bird’s chirps.

With a dream series created from dreams,

Come, ring the stream, sing, splash with water.

I look into the distance, the transparency of the field.

And clouds ridge above the horizon.

Inhaling the purity and aroma of the expanse…

Beyond the distance, and you, beyond the horizon.

Fog blindfolded

Fog blindfolded eyes.

Horizon for milky mist.

And the sky is pure turquoise,

Tightened white shroud.

Nature sleeps, drowned in the mist,

And the grove slumbers young.

And birds are a funny clan,

Sits on branches with feathers cocked.

In the spring of winter, the last breath

What a strange gray hair

Spring of Winter last breath.

On grassed green grass

Lay down white moss.

Snowflakes fall thick

Whirl in the morning dew.

Days, remembering gold,

Frosty blizzards in all its glory.

O, how beautiful the world is in love

O! How beautiful is the height of the earth?

With fields, rivers, and forest.

And then the blue seas,

Above the blue expanse of reach.

O! How beautiful the world is in love?

He looks different colors.

On the wings He soars Spring,

He sees with your eyes!

So much so that you suddenly forget everything.

Space, time, everything is alive.

And just beside You, my friend!

And I, filled with you…

You could argue with a myth

Pain, remember, that gray morning,

Drizzled gray rain.

Kissing cool, though

Wet trace remained in it.

I waited for you, arguing with the weather,

Warming under the canopy of birch trees.

But, the weather is not expected by the sea,

You have not warmed the hearts of dreams.

And stayed in me not come true.

In thoughts next to life gone.

And though the wound is covered with dust,

You could heal her.

You could argue with a myth.

And reality come into life,

But that morning, rainy drizzle,

Became a fortress on the way…

Nature’s lush beauty

Green forest, a huge house,

The trees live here, bushes.

And the sun light walks in it,

As a guest, who came from a height.

Dressed in gold rays,

He wanders, hides in the sheets

Plays, gallops between the branches,

Fluttering yellow Ptah.

In the clear air nectar

The trees spilled slender arch.

And the bird can be heard here bazaar,

And with a streamlet, a ringing chorus.

Nature’s lush beauty

Decorated this house.

Lures his purity

Forest plunge into it.

Transparent blue away

Transparent blue away.

And the day is lightening morning.

Redder than the Morning Dawn

Fire fever as if.

Filled the sky with fire.

The sun rose on the sky cool.

And having painted the clouds with amber,

Swept the brush like as if.

Painted a summer day,

Lake, swimming in a circle.

And the air was too lazy to paint

Add Summer to a blue friend.

Thoughts soar in the clouds

Thoughts soar in the clouds,

Cannot collect them either as?

Draft walks through the brain,

And the body is here, and the heart is there…

Three herringbones

Three herringbones stood under the window.

With green needles.

Grown on grass, green carpet.

Herringbones were friends with the wind and with us.

He hid in the prickles of the crown,

Attract to himself us branching struggle.

We often listened to moans the winds,

And often were running around herringbones.

I love you!

And again, we are young together,

We walk to school along the way.

Chestnuts to us, in frozen honor,

Foliage waving from a height.

The road seemed close

And the school is near really.

And I dreamed of going with you,

Slow down time at all.

And I wanted to fly with you

Over the world in the blue dawn.

And in the heart of singing, echoed:

– I love you! I love you!

I saw a wounded Birch

I saw a weeping Birch,

In the glow of the sun in gold,

Shimmering drops, tears,

Breaking in the thunderstorm wind.

Crown – spit branches

Bashfully shielding the body,

As the petals drop roses,

Windy leaves tore.

And the sun with a thundercloud,

Arguing with Thunder in the sky,

Did not notice the wind howling,

Birches, bent to the Earth.

But, soon, the dispute is resolved.

Having washed up with a Thundercloud,

Looked, the sun, letting the beam,

On the body of a chain in gold.

And where white skin is sheltered

Met a ray on the body birches.

The fracture gaped, oozing “blood.”

Sadness from the eyes do not sweep away…

Casual friend

I met you on the road

Fate entered your life.

By chance, as many see,

I found the ideal in you.

And we walked through life

Search your path.

And having passed through life,

Weed could not trample.

He climbed and pricked our feet.

Stir on the path to go.

And stones, like evil rapids,

We got in our way.

And now your twenty-eight

You decided to forget me.

To go straight,

In the course of life to sail.

What if the wind was blowing, so in the back?

And if the blizzard is swept,

Then hide in a warm valley,

Where the green carpet lay.

I won’t reproach you

My friend, is my love.

But hearts are deeply wounded,

It is better to get a wound in battle.

Sadness again

Sadness knocked on the window again.

She entered the house as an uninvited guest.

In the chair sat down, pulled the mirror.

Shook love in my heart in a handful.

– You know; I don’t love you.

I have long been different.

So, grimacing, teasing yourself,

Brought me words with you.

– My beloved, you look like that

What I loved for many years

Turned now into a dream.

You sow alienation shoots.

You cannot replace her,

The one whose thoughts are more beautiful.

After all, my burning heart,

You extinguish by yourself.

But I know and believe in fate,

Sadness you go away with snow blizzard

And the snowflakes lull a crowd,

Joy will replace blizzard the spring.

Prediction of future life

The burning sun will disappear.

The blue sky will disappear.

Only stars will remain

Over the sky, an extinct bowl.

But the sun will light up brighter.

Summer will land on Earth.

In the space of the Cosmic Abyss,

The earth will bloom different…

I did not carry you in arms

I did not carry you in arms.

I have not seen dawn with you.

Only gentle roses gave.

Petals in clothes are dressed.

They told you

The fragrance of its finest:

– Give, give him days

And the world will be more beautiful, yours.

In the sky, the stars will shed rays

Over the calm expanse of the sea.

And in the depths of its depths

They sink into eternity, arguing over time.

Dew will fall on the foliage.

Flashing colorful game.

And tears spill over

With petals dropped by Love.

The breezes shepherd

A shepherd breeze appeared.

Breakers – flocks of waves drove.

The sun’s disk suddenly went out,

For a huge cloud of black rose.

Dark blue water.

From the depths of the green mist of spray,

Imprinted wave tracks,

Scattered on the ledge spray.

Our shepherd whistled here in a pipe,

Lightning hit the waves.

The thunderbolt of thunder boomed

And the breezes rushed ashore himself.

Lightning in the game

Yesterday evening

Away from the horizon.

Blackened cloud with lightning in the game,

To the sea going down from the sky.

Love!

And you appear in the sky

Warm magic is warmed.

The constellation cloak is dressed

You shine life light.

“I’m here, find me!”

– In the glow of galaxies clusters?

Or in the thousands of sun links?

Or is it in the wind of the sea?

But life runs like the sun.

And see its sunset.

And there are no patches among the senses,

Love! But life will create Love again…

The sea was splashing around the stones

Splashing sea at the stones

Throwing oil blend.

And the beach seemed like a trap

Sand with fuel oil suspension.

There was silence all around.

Coastal pebbles only.

And the noise of the surf only,

Called and cried, like a child.

He called people to him

Enter the expanses of the sea:

– Go swim, jump in me,

In a wave game arguing.

But no people, deserted beach.

Call that one listens to the mushrooms,

Beds, lonely ridge,

Frowning eyebrows-blocks.

He remembers the noise of the fun days.

Transparent waves game.

And this sandy beach.

A crowd of people and day dawn.

When the sparkling star

The sun’s ray in the waves fell.

And sprinkling a golden spark,

In the abyss has become.

But the proud sun has risen.

Waved from a height

Spreading a bright wing,

Frozen in the beauty of beauty.

And the brave ray has reached the bottom.

He lit the sand.

In the radiance of gold, flashing,

And the sun for a captive.

But remembers Ridge another sunrise.

In the black oil slime beach.

And there is no longer clear waters,

And in the waves of muddies swash.