In the role of random passers-by
In the crowd of people they collided,
His hand touched her skin,
But none of them turned around,
Not knowing, that this is not their first time,
That there were many similar.
Scattered again from each other,
She was in a hurry and he, of course, also.
And in a mental circle
Didn't notice skin collisions,
When their hands collided for a reason.
© 2018
There are those, who in essence
Like a luminous plexus
Golden sun rays.
But, what shadows roam nearby?
What do they need among the rays?
Why pinned at sunrise,
To scare the nights with darkness?
Is it really unknown to their breed,
To make the night lighter,
Than the light lit in the firmament
Extinguish like lamps of lanterns.
© 2014
Let the spark ignite with a flame,
Her fire will warm your souls with warmth,
With love, lit it with trepidation,
When we built our bridges.
I don't remember your past evil
And fills in my soul cup
Exceptional kindness to you,
And let yours be filled with good.
© 2013
Presenting the game to the audience,
Performed production of the play
Failed to fight.
An open curtain before the viewer,
Actors ghostly role.
Grimaces, masks, gestures,
That were bound by the game,
On faces nowadays are not appropriate.
But, surprisingly, that simple,
Seated viewer in a chair
He himself played the main role in it.
© 2016
