Alive. Gubat Abdullaev
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Название: Alive
Автор: Gubat Abdullaev
Издательство: Издательские решения
Жанр: Поэзия
isbn: 9785449647870
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He will not begin to restore the heart rhythm
With the help of a professional defibrillator.
He will not dig a hole filled with worms.
He will not be mourned with enthusiasm Yaroslavna.
They will be admired at all times, spend fabulous money,
Seeing again, again and again.
And you will go into the darkness, and the earth will block the way back.
They will not touch you, talk to you, cuddle.
Well, maybe they will remember it once, but not more.
What are they alive for the dead to kill?
Departing bus after
You look, reluctantly recognizing:
Just disappears life trace
Snow sweeps him on purpose.
Fragile snowflakes strive
Soar up again,
Do not stoop.
Stupid snowflakes you,
It is impossible to enjoy forever.
We are all guests of Mother Earth,
All leave, no one will remember us.
How many b, you blizzards, not broke,
Soon Spring will remind of itself.
I do not believe in UFOs,
In the apocalypse and in the spirits.
Maybe this is wonderful
Well, I do not believe and that’s it.
In Chupacabra I do not believe
And in the Loch Ness monster,
In the werewolf, the Witch, the Fairy,
And in the pirate treasure.
I am sure that there is no Mermaid,
No Yeti, no Zombies…
I do not believe in that horror life
I believe in real love
Painfully.
Tears swallow.
Know but
I still dream.
Rubber heart
Silent
Not a single knock.
Sleeps awake.
There is not enough air.
I do not live.
Terminate my moth.
Winter again
Blizzards again.
I see myself
What flew away
Birds to the south.
Not soon to return.
The time of those blizzards
What famously rush in
In life il fate.
Does it matter?
One thing is clear:
Winter again
Blizzards again.
Blizzards,
Frost
Sobbing in bed
Night without sleep, My dream is close to me
All this is strange. I sleep awake.
Outside the window, snow was falling, rain was falling.
Morning again. Back at the bakery on the corner.
Home to run Macintosh.
What do we have here? World News?
Hmm… about hunger? About diseases?
Aha! About those who are mad about fat!
About war? About kids?
“Children need clothes!
Children want to see and hear!
Children need support!
Do you hear? Save the little ones!
Do not plug your ears. Do not look away.
Do not pass by. Do not fall asleep standing
At your monitor.
Become a hero for a second”
Ooh…
Boring, uninteresting.
Beaten, sad, fresh
I would need
I would need
Just open the window,
Just let in a little
Fresh air.
I would need
Just forgive yourself
Just accept yourself
And stop punishing
I would need
Just counting up to one hundred,
Stop anyone
Prove anything.
I would need
Just closing my eyes
Imagine
That we are strangers to each other.
I would need
Just meet the dawn,
Just spend the sunset,
Just live between them
It’s not wrong
Who does not go all in,
Who does not risk, who is afraid.
Whom you can’t whip,
Not podzadorish
Who does not accept impropriety,
They eschew.
Who does not dare
With the fate of an agreement.
Who cares what they think
What will they say, in other words
Rumor is afraid.
Who suits
Any alignment of events
Who is not in a hurry to change it,
Does not want to rush.
Who lies to himself
What others have is no better.
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