Comments about Ruslan Kerimov
You want to soar away on wing of starlit Night
To blinking lights afar, unknown mystic worlds,
Abandoning the past, the remnants of delight,
And throwing out the ballast of unspoken words
Your cold eyes beam not affliction or distress,
Just playing shadows gloom your pallid beauteous face.
Could I relentless course of Destiny regress
Would I for good prolong this farewell embrace!