Maria.Loving.World

Maria.Loving.World

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  • I long to hear your heartfelt "Hello"
    I long to hear your heartfelt "hello"
    to my embarrassing "hello"...
    A lot is vain in life if not so...
    if the loved ones
    are not with us,
    we also ain't the whole...
    Pride is not counted to be the hindrance,
    Forgiving is the most important thing
    You'll know the value of a person
    As soon as you are left without him...
    And suddenly you realize it
    and now you also hasten to hug me...
    My palms are filled with tenderness -
    Let's rise it!
    Don't hesitate, just come to me!..
    1 min
  • The scent is smoky...
    The scent is smoky,
    the taste is wine -
    The air is acrid -
    I draw a line...
    A hint of pepper
    and mountain ash,
    Pouring some red juice -
    Time makes a dash.
    Velvet in shadows
    to overflow
    Light's smoothing some strokes
    and bring some hoar...
    Rich multicoloured
    The foliage kaleidoscope:
    Madeira colour
    and gold to drop...
    The sun is melting
    In envelopes...
    The viscous resin
    On the pine bark
    And we are diving
    Into the dark...
    A piece of corduroy
    touching the grooves
    You're putting off that all -
    with gentle moves...
    Sun's slipping down
    To the cobwebs
    You're coming to me
    By silent steps...
    We're falling down
    on the warm grass
    touching each other -
    The hottest palms...
    Losing the track of time -
    losing the paths
    We're filling with love
    Our lonely hearts...
    The roots and forests
    rich autumn gardens,
    where there are ripe
    plums, apples, anise...
    Where there's rich
    and juicy harvest -
    branches are bending
    close to the ground...
    Fragrance is melting
    In the dense warmth
    The oak is hung
    with brown acorns;
    A row of tight moss
    Suede mushroom tops
    crossing the edge
    of the rich forest...
    Fruitful as from a horn
    Abundance - it's the time
    when we were born
    again in silence...
    3 min
  • Millions of women
    Millions of women love the autumn
    For the rains, the cold and fall of leaves...
    Carefully they measure doses -
    Coffee,
    Bitter chocolate,
    Believes...
    The late autumn hoar sunrises
    And harsh wind, thick morning fog...
    Coffee,
    Chocolate,
    Surprises,
    And the thoughtful soulful dialogue...
    And the special scent of chrysanthemum,
    Slightly cool and mint, and colder scent
    Clearer understanding of the spectrum
    Clearer colour wave and band...
    Coffee...
    Chocolate...
    Temptation...
    Closer look and silence,
    Revelation...
    Millions of women love the autumn...
    For the leaves, the ringing rainy streams...
    The precisely measured doses ain't forgotten -
    Coffee...
    Chocolate...
    A kiss...
    2 min
  • Autumn knows
    Do you know autumn?..
    [it's for the strong]
    Autumn knows where to hit
    and to go...
    Autumn sees through the coat
    and sweater
    Fall knows you all
    Your every millimeter...
    It's something hidden in your chest...
    and what is hidden in the rib cage
    like notes between the strings of a guitar,
    Fall deftly picks up with a fingernail
    and whispers with a sneer: oh, here you are...
    If summer is the flight of the spread winds
    The autumn throws straight to the abyss,
    Rain plunging into your palms with no hints
    you wander blindly in the dark
    and know that here it is...
    or still come up with a strange way to kindle
    a fire... [at least just for a while]
    While someone's gathering the splinters
    Another's looking for a shard of light
    in houses and souls there is delight
    that warm them in the severest of winters.
    [Someone will buy themselves a lamp
    and will immediately be delighted]
    Someone will strike with just one match...
    No light is needed in the fall,
    All after all, there is no fire warmer
    than a single touch.
    2 min
  • Mother's scars
    The heart of every mother has a scar
    Like the night clear sky is lighted by a star
    Every cry of her child leaves tiny scars
    reminding us a million of brightly beaming stars...
    Child's broken knees and bruises, fever, cough
    The scars are added as if never were enough...
    Without those marks moms have no hearts...
    Not just a few scars, dozens... Myriads
    Of countless sleepless nights...
    The very first offenses - small from the first sight
    With every new scar hotter is the mother's heart...Despite it all, she has a view:
    - Do not be scared, my love, I am with you.
    Meanwhile, her children are becoming
    grownups at once
    They come and go, they meet and bounce
    While comprehending bends of adult life,
    They struggle and strive...
    But still their moms
    are gathering their bigger scars...
    imprints of pain,
    they feel they know,
    but they cannot complain...
    This bond is like a miracle indeed
    A scar/a star is our every deed
    Mom will take half of pain -
    If she can, even more...
    I've never seen anything similar before
    If only needed, your mom is always there...
    This bond with anything you can't compare
    If it's important - she will take a breath,
    Without those scars her heart ain't beating in her chest...
    2 min
  • Another autumn poem...
    Learn to get up at half past five...
    Is it a deal? Of course, not.
    Into the autumn we run and dive...
    All the warm scarfs have been already bought...
    We love it not due to its golden ringing,
    but thanks to its damp longer evening...
    If you reflect the stars,
    The Milky Way becomes your path...
    Trying to light the candles
    in random and homeless messages...
    trying to write speeches
    for millions of living man-watts
    not warmed by anyone...
    Again we rush we run we manage
    We try to change and rearrange...
    But everyone who's found their place
    is almost eternal...
    Anyone who's lost everything earthly
    is almost holy...
    Bloom in the winter -
    Learn not to be the first...
    Protect your nerves the most
    We were taught that there was
    nothing new under the moon...
    I carry my word, I carry a word in the dark,
    I bloom...
    2 min
  • Fond of fall
    I'm fond of fall,
    it's quiet and cool
    Its grand and vivid magic rule
    is all around, in the every corner
    swearing allegiance to Madonna
    In gold...
    I'm fond...
    I'm fond of fall,
    I'm fond of rainy cold...
    In early evenings semi-darkness-semi-light
    A fluffy dog is running by my side
    The ghost of autumn, whom I've met
    and falling lonely colored leaves of a quartet...
    The whisper hot echoed there by the river
    And maple trees cast a pink shadow over Shiva
    He's meditating under trees
    while autumn sun is sending cheers
    I'm fond of fall, I'm fond of magic meadow
    I'll open an old book and leave it in the shadow
    A sunset ray is gliding down the pages
    while reading fairy tales about the ancient sages...
    2 min
  • Ashes
    Let's become ashes
    downwind...
    Time will inflate us,
    stir up and pin...
    Who's a man to a man?
    protection?
    burden?
    a threat?
    an invisible shield?..
    sealed on someone,
    not destined for someone,
    sewn into someone...
    hidden, open or hit...
    overturned,
    cursed and sold,
    treated kindly, killed,
    loved, rejected...
    emptied,
    wept out,
    washed up somewhere on the shore
    chased by blind absorbing war...
    Is a man home to a man?
    Who's a man to a man?
    Who...
    2 min
  • Feminine
    I am not feminine this time...
    - she busily draws a cross...
    I'm studying her full face,
    which is graceful and careless
    - Like, what? Really?
    The scenario is simple.
    From the first day and forever...
    Only her gaze is brighter than the stars,
    only her step is like a trip to Mars
    As if the wings of the vertebrae
    touch the eternal of the skies...
    Her voice is dozens of notes...
    Her life is thousands of roads...
    I'm not affectionate... too late...
    - whispering a bit hoarsely and quietly
    I do not know how to play with words,
    you ain't loved enough with me...
    - You are my worlds! Just be!
    I'm inhaling her scents
    and something sweet
    is flowing through my veins...
    It's like diving into Styx -
    hugging her at night
    and kissing on her cheeks
    is like kiss the Milky Way
    atmospheric and arousing
    every day...
    - Carelessness...
    Every word is a scar on my heart.
    - It's a kind of an art...
    - Don't look into my eyes,
    the Arctic was splashing there
    - They are greenish and much rare...
    - Shoot me from inside
    - You are my brightest light!
    - I made a bet with myself
    but I couldn't breathe alone without you
    - Wherever I met a girl on my way,
    I ultimately met you
    2 min

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