Ilya Shambat

The golden tree, The Tree of Life -
Into its shadow I will dive
And feast upon the blessed fruit
Then dig until the very root.
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The Golden One
Turns to me when I am sleeping
And says, I love you.
The Golden One
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We made a bubble of our minds -
Connected over the distance -
Our nerves together intertwined
And in their center, Our Existence -
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not in life will i ever forget you
even if i don't see you again
even if all i feel is regret and
a sharp uncontrollable pain
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They dressed the table to make peace
Between the Mid-East and the West
With their sweet accents Lebanese
And souls steeped in divine unrest
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The heaven in her mind
Has no boundaries or separation
No darkness
No edges
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To embrace you with blue horizon
And enfold you with starry night
Means to see through the man's devising
And by Passion to set it right.
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I will become your mirror
Showing you what you are
Making your beauty clear -
Clear as a shooting star -
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Summer skies are your eyes
Crater lakes are your eyes
Mixing a thousand essences
And perfectly clear.
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"Abyss has opened, full of stars" - Lomonosov

Abyss has opened full of stars.
Pluto to Venus, Moon to Mars -
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The mind empowered with desire -
The heart upon a dragon's back -
From depths of hell, Intricate Fire
Spring into life! And don't look back!
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When I behold the beauty of your soul,
I see the diamonds fine and cut apart
That have through years been compacted from coals
As tragedies heaved on your precious heart.
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I died for beauty - twas my choice
To end my life this way;
In every note of her voice
Was universe at play:
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In the haunted house
Dead are living and living are not-quite-dead
And each day is a death of the soul.
In the haunted house
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The fiery passion-angel
By cemetery side -
Romanticism's avenger -
Took us upon a ride
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You are a masterpiece; true work of art
And your whole being, and its every part
Is masterwork of nature and mankind
Which in you is accomplished and refined.
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What if the time was not linear
Nor cyclical
Nor dialectical
But shaped like a rose
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Into the heart of darkness,
Viciousness and despair -
Into the very Tartarus -
Enters the prince of Air.
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Cobwebs, cobwebs everywhere
In the water in the air
On the branches of the trees
In the foam of the seas -
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Hello my friend heat lightning!
How beautiful you are!
All of the sky alighting -
Exploding shooting star!
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