Just finished this poetry. It is in english, but if badly needed I can provide translation. My Muse is jealous creature but once I am alone it appears and starts whispering. She whispers fast so sometimes I just can't catch up. This time I did. Hope you ll like it.
Fooled GodFooled God
I made this world only as mock
To those put down under lock,
To those who have to live in fear
For me they see and me they hear.
They live in darkness - I have light.
They can't have heat at endless night.
They die and make me laugh aloud
As I created this doomed crowd.
Day after day it was the same,
And I made up new cruel game.
To make a day that could keep night.
I made a sun without light.
This cruel jape well played its role
So I rewarded sun with soul.
And satisfied I slept for long,
But when I woke it all was wrong.
Day full of light
Now followed night,
And it gave heat
To mortal breed.
The sky was bright,
Sun gave world light.
But light was foul
Because sun stole.
It meant to brighten soul instead
This light which I now badly need.
Once something's taken, no return
Once not extinguished, fire will burn.
After I found this hole inside,
For instant mercy in me died.
And up to sky I crawled above
For sun can't use my light of love.
And as I came, sun ran away
But I will never lose this prey.
And every day does it appear,
To cross the sky and run in fear.
In darkness, at the edge of world
It's always lonely, it is cold.
But I'm still waiting, keeping hope,
That someday even sun may stop.
@музыка:
Voltaire "God thinks."
@настроение:
artistic
@темы:
english,
творчество,
стихи
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19.06.2008 в 02:04-
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19.06.2008 в 02:06-
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19.06.2008 в 02:07-
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19.06.2008 в 02:08=))))))
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19.06.2008 в 02:16Vasileff оу не сразу понял) спасибо)
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19.06.2008 в 21:37-
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20.06.2008 в 01:40-
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20.06.2008 в 01:45Акаи Узумаки Спасибо)) хотя на английском это у меня лишь второе законченное стихотворение)
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04.10.2008 в 22:51