I'Ve Lived To See Desire Vanish Poem by Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin
I'Ve Lived To See Desire Vanish
I’ve lived to see desire vanish,
With hope I’ve slowly come to part,
And I am left with only anguish,
The fruit of emptiness at heart.
Under the storms of merciless fate,
My worn and withered garland lies--
In sadness, lonesome, I await:
How far away is my demise?
Thus, conquered by a tardy frost,
Through gale’s whistling and shimmer,
Late, on a naked limb exposed
A lonesome leaf is left to quiver!...
A lonesome leaf is left to quiver. The concluding line throws light on the turmoil of sad thoughts that had captured the mind.
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The tragedy of the abcence of love