It's easy to destroy,It's easy to point fingerIt's easy to unleashAn email full of rageIt's easy to assumeThe other person is to blameIt's easy to deridePoke fun and humiliate.There's no difficulty in sarcasmThere's no talent in a screamThe only problem with them allIs they don't accomplish a single thing.It's not easy to be kindBut it … Continue reading It’s Not Easy
Category: Poetry
Нет Войны
Войска вошлиТреть Русской АрмииНо на Русском СМИ,Нет войны Год о нацистах все говорилиГеноцид в Донбассе, всем говорилиПол года армия подготовлялаНо в Русских СМИК войне не собирались. Войска пошлина юг, Север и ЛугандонМесяц сидят и только больше растутНо в Русских СМИВойна это бредЗапад волнуются попростуНечего подобного нет 24го ракеты пошли"денацификация" шайкив Каждом городе бомби взорвалисьПутин сказал, … Continue reading Нет Войны
At this moment
I look at the mirrorAnd flip through old photographsI look at my eyesAnd receding hairlineThe drooping pecsThe grey hairs on chinAnd chestAt this moment I am as ugly As I’ve ever beenI thought the sameA year agoAnd ten before thatAnd at the same timeRight now I look the best Than I ever will againAnd in … Continue reading At this moment
Sunchaser
Things may look dark But that just means That you're not facing light Turning around Is less then a step, But the time that it takes To stop and change course To those who walk straight Can feels like regress. But to turn around And progress in the right direction One must first stop And … Continue reading Sunchaser
Eyes Closed Awake
I remember the time That I went to symphony And I saw a man with his eyes closed I scoffed ot my parents: “He’s sleeping!” Years later I was in the same hall And I closed my eyes And suddenly The music did not come To me from the stage But from stages It gripped … Continue reading Eyes Closed Awake
What I Would Want To See
Many want to fly to space To see the Earth I want to see the earth And feel the feeling That borders do not In reality exist I want to feel The one ness That we are all Earthlings Regardless of how we breathe Or bring in our young I want to feel the thrashing … Continue reading What I Would Want To See
Corona City
Corona StreetsThe city emptyClosed storesRestaurantsDeliver, tables Topped with chairsOwners, sitting Smoking out frontDesperation passedDepression set in eyesCigarette in hand.Tourists goneHotels closedSidewalks meltInto the streetCrosswalks unnecessaryWhen there are no carsYuppy Residents Of High Rise buildingsRun in Lululemon Gyms are closed.Only photographersHungry for world-ending shotsAnd Homeless Just Hungry, wanderQuiet Corona streets In Sleepy SuburbsWhere one used to Walk a mileWithout … Continue reading Corona City
Wave
I see her from afar.Stoic and direct.She moves to meA force of wind and earth.Inside of her there’s powerThat I can never match.But I to swim to herHypnotized, and cravingTo try and catch her wakeFor what I feel inside her,Is unlike in any other I turn around As I see her rise up from the … Continue reading Wave
Ghost Runner
I run I run fast I run and I don’t stop I don’t run against the clock I don’t run for distance I don’t run for health or medals I run from ghosts Ghosts of my great great parents Who couldn’t run From ghosts of uncles Who could not yet run From ghosts of great … Continue reading Ghost Runner
Refugee
We’re given a single life to live We do not choose where we come in We do not choose the country where we are born We do not choose the household Or parents to which we belong. We have the benefit of internet We have the luxury of TV and music That penetrates the border … Continue reading Refugee