Despite all sweet rain -
that the sky pours to the sea...
No work for woman
in her life, except "her love"...
Your words embrace
the loneliness that always...
The wind breathes on a flower
at first gentle, then with force...
The purpose of life is to give
A chance for us to live...
Swan Lake
Between snowy shadows...
Recently I discovered this poem I wrote and typed...
As I ran wildly crying...
I pay prices constantly
not excluding dues to time...
Why are people so afraid to live
So afraid to be happy...
An executioner stands ready for the command
an answer to a question the king does demand...
I'm a child,
who refuses to grow up...
There are new bridges
Worn bridges...