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Nelya Gurkovskaya

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Ukraine Kherson, Ukraine
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  • Three words

    Poems, Songs & Prose
    Time is painful,
    Time is sad,
    Time of joy,
    And then again empty... look... see...
    Everything is so beautiful,
    And then you realize that you are living out of mind...
    There are moments when you exist.
    Without thoughts, without pain, just healing.
    There is no strength inside and no strength to cry.
    The soul was somewhat softened, and the heart was frozen.
    You can’t dream,
    You just forgot...
    I forgot how it was, and how you loved... You laugh and cry, so simple, without pain...
    You can’t do anything else, even if there is the power of will.
    But blin, those tears, like a bridge on the river,
    Running, running on the shell, you will not stop them, you will not predict, you will not stop them.
    You will go, you will not hear, you will only see a trace.
    What is deeper, no one knows.
    It may be left, but there, deep...
    You are crying at night, and you are sad at night.
    And again in your heart as before empty.
    Going on the street, alone.
    And you look at the sky – beautiful, high...
    And the rain screams again, steaked on the skin,
    He screams so quiet, and it’s hardly to help.
    You look from the break to the white sand.
    And you feel the pulse climbing up...
    You think, “Jack, don’t be afraid!”
    And somewhere deeper: “Stop, calm up!Do not make a mistake, you will not correct it.
    And only the fate is broken all around you.”
    But how painful it is, you can’t hear the heart.
    And you jump... Everything... Everything passed... You don’t breathe...
    with tears on the shell forever,
    Beautiful, gentle and so perfect.
    I only hear the wind walking on the ground.
    And the rain quietly asphalt shrink...
    And somewhere in the sky the star shines... Notes... Three words...
    “I just stood down... Sometimes it is painful, Sometimes it is sad.
    Time is happy and then empty again.
    You will look... you will see...
    Everything is so beautiful,
    And then you realize that you are living in vain.

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