Julie Anjani Poems

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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?

Do Not Judge Biased And Strictly...

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.


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.

The Earth Left Under My Feet...

At moment, earth left under my exhausted feet,
The clouds fell down from firmament, turning into soot,
When I found my peace in you, heeding the heartbeat -
But there was no place for me in its amplitude.

My Soul Cannot Regain Its Peace...

My soul cannot regain its peace, even if it is a temporary.
The charming dream of happiness was an illusory idea:
My knight found hearth in the abode of an another lovely fairy,
The everything in their life is wonderful and quite safe there.

Gloomy Sun

A blooming rose has drooped, not feeling warming gentle rays, -
It is sad without the smile of sun, - radiant and bright.
The gloomy luminary looks, turning away its clear face,
At the mortal world, for some reason, with the reverse side.

Wondrous Maple

I had a wondrous dream: a surface of the pond that shines
In the rays of sun, which has thrown off stuffy shroud;
In reflection - slender maple gives to me majestic glance,
Hiding heart in crown from the piercing cold winds out.

I Only Catch A Distant Mirage...

Do not be angry, black-eyed gentleman, if keeping
A loyalty to my feeling, I touched your heart chords.
I only catch a distant mirage while I'm sleeping -
And I apologize shyly for this liberty of plots.

Sky Light

On the black velvet of the sky
In this marvelous summer night,
The moon and guiding star's eye
Give for us their magical light.

Не Всем Дано Стихи Слагать...

Прошу простить меня за мой укор.
Но как назвать стихами те творения,
Где рифмы нет, - лишь слов набор
Для передачи сердца настроения?

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