Anna Osipova Poems

If this world comes to fall apart,
Comes to burn in the fire some day,
Still without fear in heart,
I will sleep on your shoulder again.
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Don't stop to wonder -
Leave no place for regrets.
Go into things, and out, over, under
And in between until you meet the end.
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If I die, don't put me in the ground,
Hate to think of you all standing round
Little hole with coffin, me inside,
Dressed in black and holding camomiles.
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Blue whales
under blue waves
tell tales
of old days,
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Pillow in a shape of a heart,
bed in a shape of a circle,
lighter in a shape of a tower,
music box in a shape of a turtle,
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Одни говорят - мир погибнет в пожаре,
Другие твердят про лёд.
Но я, изведав огонь желаний,
Буду с теми, кто так любит пламя.
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Go, chase your dream… don't stop in the beginning
Forget that someone said he tried but failed…
He failed? Well… it has some second meaning:
That maybe it is yours to try and gain it.
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Lonely violin is weeping
On my shoulder in the night,
And the notes like running tears
With my bow I will wipe.
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The candle is tired. The fire dyed out.
My tears are real - your smiles were fake.
You wanted so much for us to be coupled,
I wanted for us to break.
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I'm out of myself and of my house,
My things and feelings piled on the floor,
The keys are useless. And I doubt
That I remembered to lock up the door.
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