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Dmitriy Kokarev
Dmitriy Kokarev
(Tashkent - Uzbekistan)
Dmitriy Kokarev Poems
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- A Little Flower -
A flower grew out of the ground
A tiny flower from the dirt
A tiny living soul from underground
A baby crawling from the dirt
A little innocence of wild color
A tiny spark of hope
A tiny pleasure free of charge
A flower that i called my own
A little baby ran towards it
A tiny flower crushed beneath the feet
A little human innocence
A little bliss destroyed by ignorance
A little flower dead on the ground
A little baby jumping up and down
And only me from my own window, witnessed the death of my own flower beneath the feet of blissful child without idea ...
- Angelica Diabollica -
You always were the one for me
You always were the one who fails to be there
You always had the answers
To the questions that I never asked
You always seemed and sounded so important
Your presence always seemed to me divine
You were the torturer and yet the healer
The one who tore me from success
Were these poems written in English or were they translated?
If so, by whom?
Thanks,
Dmitriy is one of the great talents in the world
of poetry. I forsee great things ahead. From
my first encounter with his work till now, his
ability to translate his thoughts and feelings
into poetry has never faltered. This is because
his execution is equal to his thoughts. And his
understanding is equal to his vision.
Greenwolfe 1962