Ruslan Kerimov Poems

The Maiden Tower

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Why every Fall I feel so blue
When northern wind blows from the sea,
And distant memories of you
With raging gushes brings to me?
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I see her dancing on the sand
And making circles on the shore
A Spanish guitar in her hand
I stand there watching her in awe.
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The world is awakened by Spring, by the rays of the sun,
But someone sleeps fast with his limbs torn apart by a shell,
And someone is very much sad but someone has fun,
For someone this Spring is the heaven, for someone the hell.
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My eyes irradiate no light,
My soul’s a homeless cat,
It’s frozen and it looks for warmth
On a soft and fluffy mat,
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Love:

True inspiration I ignite
In every poet’s heart,
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(I dedicate this piece to my closest friend, Zaur Bakhramov)

Since childhood I had always dreamt
To see an ancient town,
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A wandering pilgrim at the crossroads
Has lost his sacred way,
He’s walked so many miles so far
But he has gone astray,
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The roads of life, they always wind,
They take me high and down,
And make my sleepy eyes snow-blind
With winter’s wedding gown.
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A tiger am I, lonely, yoked,
A cigarette extinguished, smoked,
A land uncared-for, abandoned,
Alive am I but still a phantom,
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