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| TheUnholyMessiah | Jan 19 2010, 10:54 AM Post #1 |
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Sergei Yessenin My favorite poem. it tells you everything about my love relationship. You were Crying You were crying on a quiet night, Those tears in your eyes you weren"t hiding, I was so sad and so depressed inside, And yet we couldn"t overcome misunderstanding. Now you are gone, I"m here, on my own, My dreams have faded, losing tint and colour, You left me, and again I am all alone, Without tenderness and greeting, in my parlour. When evening comes I often, crowned with rue, Come to the place of our dating here, And in my dreams I see the sight of you And hear you crying bitterly, my dear. |
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| TheUnholyMessiah | Jul 11 2010, 12:21 AM Post #2 |
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I do not regret, and I do not shed tears, All, like haze off apple-trees, must pass. Turning gold, I"m fading, it appears, I will not be young again, alas. Having got to know the touch of coolness I will not feel, as before, so good. And the land of birch trees, - oh my goodness!- Cannot make me wander barefoot. Vagrant"s spirit! You do not so often Stir the fire of my lips these days. Oh my freshness, that begins to soften! Oh my lost emotions, vehement gaze! Presently I do not feel a yearning, Oh, my life! Have I been sleeping fast? Well, it feels like early in the morning On a rosy horse I"ve galloped past. We are all to perish, hoping for some favour, Copper leaves flow slowly down and sway... May you be redeemed and blessed for ever, You who came to bloom and pass away... |
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| Requiem | Jul 15 2010, 04:33 AM Post #3 |
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Very nice poems. I love the melancholy that seems to underscore everything artistic that comes from Eastern Europe. I could be generalizing, but from the stuff I've read, heard, & seen, it is a tangible force. Thanks for posting these. |
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| TheUnholyMessiah | Jul 16 2010, 10:09 AM Post #4 |
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That's Sergey Yesenin. He died in 1925 at the age of 30. My life It appears, my life is fated to torment; My way is dammed up by grief and distress. My life has been severed from fun and enjoyment, Vexation and wounds are afflicting my chest. It seems I"m fated to suffer from pain. All I have in this life are bad luck and misfortune. I have suffered enough in this life, and again Both my body and soul have been put to the torture. The expanse, vast and hazy, promises joy, Sighs and tears, however, are the real solutions. A storm will break out, the thunder - oh boy! - Will ruin the magical luscious illusions. Now I know life"s deception, and nevertheless I don"t want to complain of bad luck and misfortune. So my soul doesn"t suffer from grief and distress, No one ever can help to relieve me from torture. |
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| TheUnholyMessiah | Jan 27 2011, 06:47 AM Post #5 |
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Aleksandr Pushkin The Burned Letter 1825 Farewell, Letter of Love! farewell: it’s her desire. How long did I delay! How long refused, in ire, I to destroy the single joy of mine!... Enough! The time has come. Burn, scripts of love divine. I’m ready; nothing else can call for my sad soul… Now the greedy flame is touching its form whole… A minute!… it is flamed and blazing – smoke, light, With my bitter laments, is flying of my sight. And now the ring’s stamp forfeited its form previous – It’s boiling – the seal wax… O, Providence of Heavens! That’s all! The letter’s leaves are twisted, now black; On their light ashes their well known track Is whitening… My heart is squeezed. Oh, dear ashes, In my sad destiny, my poor consolations, Forever lie on breast, so fully, fully wracked… |
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| TheUnholyMessiah | Jan 31 2011, 10:23 AM Post #6 |
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