Tsira Gogeshvili Poems

Throw out your watch, throw away...
Start feeding a sparrow on a palm
Go for sleeping closely fireplace
Do not let the knocks frighten to you
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... But there was it... a pigeon has brought me,

For god's the food and drink from heavenly paradise of the muse...
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Meeting

When I see he I'm so happy as the actress...
Which has forgotten her words on the spectacle
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... Old songs, on old guitar,
Sounds is better, but if there were the cords...
But the troubadour has forgotten,
In the heart sing an old songs...
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No, does not help anybody any armour,
Not indifference, not hypocrisy of puritans,
Ones speak, baby -amour not sleep- never,
Unhappy- happy are in an area its trance.
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I know, what not you
The wind whistled,
As the street boy
At dark blind -alley...
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SHE SANG TO THE SEA


In olden times, long before,
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Nightingale's eyes do not lies, they cannot...

Therefore songs sleep in dreams same bland...
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