Hell Poem by Galina Italyanskaya

Skyblue walls and yellow curtains
Glowing clouds outside the window
Skies on fire - it's my place
Now I live in Hell
Once you told me it was certain
You would stay with me forever
Anytime, in any space
Guess how deep I fell

All my things remain in chaos
All my words - far from the purpose
All devices in my flat
Show different time
Do you like my pretty house
Will you share with me my madness
Would you choose to watch the set
Through the window rime

If you want to be my promised
We will live in here together
Maybe find it not so bad
Even have some fun
In the coldest, in the warmest
In the best realm of ever
With the aimed at my head
Barrel of a gun

Here I am with all my keenness
Shouting, swearing, loving, laughing
Working hard, forgetting sleep
Crying for the real
Of the suffering of sinners
Heat is born in this reactor
And somebody has to weep
Tears onto the wheel

Someone must produce the power
To supply The Garden of Eden
To protect the godly world
From the cosmic frost
Good would die within an hour
If not being compared to Evil
Pain is always to be sold
At the greatest cost

Won't you leave me
Are you ready
To exchange your golden palace
For a cell amidst the sleet
For my timid kiss
Let'em fly andkeep them steady
They are saint, but I'm not jealous
Here we're allowed to eat
Candies after six


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(Ukhta, October 16 2014)