Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov

(1814 - 1841 / Russia)

Bored And Sad - Poem by Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov

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It's boring and sad, and there's no one around
In times of my spirit's travail...
Desires!...What use is our vain and eternal desire?..
While years pass on by - all the best years!

To love...but love whom?.. a short love is vexing,
And permanent love's just a myth.
Perhaps look within? - The past's left no trace:
All trivial, joys and distress...

What good are the passions? For sooner or later
Their sweet sickness ends when reason speaks up;
And life, if surveyed with cold-blooded regard,-
Is stupid and empty - a joke...


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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