Treasure Island

Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok

(28 November 1880 – 7 August 1921 / Saint Petersburg)

Why, Why Forever


Why, why forever to the deadly line
I'm pushed unpityingly by blows of the Fortune?
Whether all this, including life of mine,
Are only moments of the endless torture?
I want to live, tho' heart hasn't joy inside,
And happiness is just a tale to know,
But I am called in distance by some light,
And it is seemed, that I can have its glow.
Maybe, ‘tis just a spirit - this far blaze!
Maybe, my hopes are lost any ground!
But there - afar, in the unearthly space,
Its rays are ever beautiful and proud!

Submitted: Monday, November 25, 2013
Edited: Monday, November 25, 2013

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