Lapis lazuli thread. Collection of poems

Lapis lazuli thread. Collection of poems Konstantin Konstantinovich Lubchonok The collection of poems by K. K. Lubchonok consists of two chapters: Love Lyrics and Philosophical Lyrics. Having absorbed seventeen works, the first chapter mostly exposes the feelings of the author, telling a personal story. The second one is seven separate works from each other and already shares the author's thoughts about no less, and maybe even more weighty and relevant things for our world as a whole and, in particular, for Russia itself… Konstantin Lubchonok Lapis lazuli thread. Collection of poems Heart I'm waiting for you, my soul. Consumed by longing, I can only pray for one thing from — Be near and love me. And I will be yours forever, So simple and good-natured, With the meaning of which Every day and every hour is filled, Because only you are able To give life to my heart, Which has not been beating for a long time, But only silent and fading. Will I be able to forgive myself? Will I be able to save my life? How much pain, how many tears… I haven't seen the light for so long That I'm ready to fall into darkness. But you managed to give me Something that I have long lost — My beautiful hope, Which led to the birth Of a love that I have never Dreamed of before in the sweetest dreams. And with it came fear, The fear that everything that exists Is just a beautiful, but a mirage.  Spring 2018 Dear Your soul is a dense forest, Beauties of which are innumerable. Shrouded in thick fog And watered by rains, It is filled with warmth and cold, Leading me to salvation, And with that, to my downfall. Your eyes, stupefying my mind, Are able to give comfort. And in the most difficult hour — With your warm hands, With your warm words, Only you are able to support, Only you are able to revive. The colors fade without you, In the distance I'm suffocating, dying — I want to hug you so much And never let go, To surrender both soul and body. After all, I can't give more To someone who is capable of animating. Spring 2018 Bitterness of love Torn from within, A storm is raging in me, And the storm, without subsiding, Does not let me forget All the bitterness that I was Once destined to experience. Tears flow without getting tired… And no one knows their reasons, And no one can understand me, Because for me one joy Is my old girlfriend, Whose name is pillow. The reason for my tears is simple — My dreams, my hopes Played a cruel joke on me. My world was destroyed a long time ago, It was burned to the ground a long time ago, And now it is trampled to the end. One love burned out, And the other blossomed, But this did not make it easier for me, But only made it more painful. Happiness is shattered, As, indeed, am I myself. I do not feel warmth, There is no trembling, desires, But only a terrible cold That kills me from the one To whom I had the imprudence to bring My heart out of my chest. My ailment is not curable — A destroying feeling That has ruined me more than once, To forget, which I wish, And in my life never To remember it again. Spring 2018 My lady You have become the mistress of my heart — My savior, my destroyer. Only in your hands is my freedom, Only in your hands is my soul. Now I am imprisoned in a cage, And I could be in velvet fetters. But, alas, you are not so merciful, lady, And you have given me only iron fetters. Dreams are dreams, and the reality is That I am destined to be in this world Only as your faithful sweet slave, But not as your beloved soul. Spring 2018 Forgive me Forgive me, my love, I have tried more than once to forget Everything that was between us, But I don't have the strength to do it. With you, I have become not myself — I have become softer and more vulnerable The masks that I have worn for so Long have all come off at once. My pride is my mate, It has become not a destiny with you, Because only you alone have managed To see the truth in me. Forgive me for my selfishness, For not being so patient. But I am besotted with you, Your beautiful soul. Spring 2018 In the distance My love for you is strong, But you couldn't accept it. And dying again and again — I pray, for once don't push me away. I have told you more than once That I am ready to ruin myself, That I am ready to give everything For one of your warm looks. I remember your lips touching, I remember your playful hands, Alas, not wanting me. Is this the end for me? The fire of hope will not fade, Faith in faith will not lose, Because I am sure of one thing — A little, but I was loved. Spring 2018 Life path You are not only able to resurrect, But also cool to kill. It is both a curse and a gift, But I do not know what it promises. Your life is a thorny path, The sea is a sea of difficult trials. Конец ознакомительного фрагмента. 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