And you don't expect a call, and you don't want to call to.
As if somewhere inside the thin spring has been broken..
Has been keeping watch over.
This fearsome guardian is chasing after the tail.
It is he who remembers the epochs of sparkling time
to be appeasement and prime.
And the sadness lone and blue there is in the eyes
To turn back, or to disappear bit dated?
Yes, I am the Messiah, yes, I am the Messiah...
I wish I reincarnated.
by S. Ryzhkovsky
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
The fearsome guardian, loneliness watches over you and makes one to recall sparkling epochs of the past. He pretends to be appeasing the sad mind. Nice rendering with unusual images. Rated *****