Julie Anjani Poems

Heart of happiness so passionately dreams
Where is the long-awaited my only
Where and in what regions he lives
I should live alone how longly?
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I am nor poet nor a pedagogue.
So, please, do not judge biased and strictly
A dilettante's naive monologue, -
Persons who create poems brilliantly.
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On clear moonlit nights repeatedly in the old days,
I had the same bright dream in hours that precede sunrise:
A handsome knight strode through desert in sultry haze, -
True hero of children's books, as I could to surmise.
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The heart needs neither the fantastic palace,
Nor the golden cage's an exquisite gleam,
But chest that's full of virtues, that's along with
Soul mate, who is similar to warming sunbeam.
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Through the icy tracery that decorated window,
Heavenly light penetrated into my apartment's hall:
Glancing at the snow-white canvas with a sketch of rainbow,
I saw greetings from a little angel in a frosty curl.
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It's an amazing time at summer's start:
With charm of flowers in the evening bliss,
Whose wonderful aromas often waft
At hours of the night with plume of breeze.
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In the elegant cups painted in a style of 'gold',
Amber tea pours, giving us a pleasant warming.
But its tonic taste is spoiled by the sadness' salt,
And my drink gets more bitter with the next dawning.
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Fluffy light snowflakes whirl in the air and quiver,
Descend to my feet in a white cloud, cover the Earth.
On the eyelashes they brightly shine with frosty silver,
On the lips are in a hurry to melt from the warm breath.
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I hear your footsteps and maybe even
A voice through the space, the time and seasons.
Although your own face is constantly hidden,
I can feel your soul, despite the distance.
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My hero, like morning sun's the gentle rays
On a summer day, your good-natured smile warms.
Aren't you the one my soul seeks in universe -
The one sent by heaven, to whom it belongs?
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