Hymn to Loneliness

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The poem always was for me the form of expression of feelings. In two-three stanzas finds room much – the overflowing emotions asking on will of thought, impetuous passion. Not having possibility to give vent to this all on a paper, for a long time would descend suma from an overabundance of feelings. And so – anything, it was possible to consult. Improbably it would be desirable, not spending, certainly, not deserved analogies to repeat thereupon Sergey Yesenin's words: «as to other autobiographical data, - they in my verses».

Hymn to Loneliness

To me loneliness on advantage:
I become crazy and have fun.
And to sleep I lay down awfully late
And with the destiny I am not angry.

Would send all where far away
With their crush and vanity,
With their style of a life in beat a march.
And I – as a waltz, with itself.

To me it is good, where it is better:
I stir aloud and aloud I laugh,
One hand I drive clouds,
Another with tshcheslavem the imaginary I fight.

To me loneliness on advantage:
I read books and I sing.
And silently-silently stars shine
In egocentric paradise.

13.07.01.

18.11.2007 18:01 Remarkable poem, approaches me! Has placed on a site of acquaintances :)

Evgenie

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