New Year Sorry Poem by Vladimir Aleksandrovich Trukhmanov

New Year Sorry



May be today may, be quiker
I will meetig my fate at the door.
Or else New Year
Ill speaker-
Will be doomd in the dark matador.

I curse
Bitter world naive seeker
And myself at a hole foget.
Only light of her eyes
Waiting flicker
Ending Life is abundant budget.

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Ekaterina M. Polischuk 08 February 2012

that`s a good poem)))))))

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