Konstantin Vanshenkin Poems

We just remember facts and actions,
To which our life presented us,
There are, amidst them, and inventions,
That kindly visit us sometimes.
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They're false - all those loud statements,
That you'd gone to the other world,
And left all us - your life is endless
While still alive our hearts and thoughts.
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All going to the whiteness, earthly,
As an unmoving immense wall,
There pours a snow, becoming denser,
And shields us from daylight at all.
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In the morn, when rest was close now,
Near the unknown village's place
Kissed a bullet our lad's high brow,
Burned a bullet lad's eyebrows, else.
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The match, that just was lighted,
A halo of pure gold,
The one, who had united
Light with Dark in World.
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I was severe, focused all
And, in the spring of my life here,
Had not a mercy for men' faults,
And their mentions did not hear.
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On the same place and many times
The earth was dug right there by shovels,
And every grave became, at last,
The one communal grave of ours.
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