Yaroslav Shtets Poems

Being seen by others countless times,
No one knew the mystery of its reflection;
Endless soreness was ferocious over me,
Even any try was a completely foolish waste of time,
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Thirdly, it was a frenzied glimpse of thought that filled the mind;
Invaded swiftly when I needed it the most whilst being on the edge of my stability, completely devastated, with a bleeding heart and soul, because of self-stupidity;
I had that time when the only thing I wished sincerely - to finish the existence of mine was;
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When I saw you all at first, my heart could skip a beat,
Because nothing felt so realistic as your voice and laughter;
Tender, deep brown eyes with artistic beauty and ability to pierce whoever's soul and body,
But even then, I realised it could vary depending on the sunlight that filled your eyes with sandy colour,
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The hands were shaking, mind afire, tearing thoughts apart;
The heart of mine was beating in the rhythm - unconventional and fearful, exuding pure sorrow yet so vicious, irresistible for me;

The frame of mind could make a 180 in the mere flash of time whilst being so unstable, either dwelling in zeal or facing total abrupt aggravation no one could foresee;
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6 minutes left and you were there, but I wasn't well aware,
When your ineffable eyes met me and my stare, beholding you from the front part of New Rock shoes till barely blonde, rather palely gold hair;

Yet the mere thing - it made me ache, was the pure way the lady smiled and authentic glimpse - whilst being comprised did hide all the pain and part of the sadness,
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The shades did brighten the morning path,
When the sun did show its lustrous, early grasp;
So as you wake, can see it clear, and go for a stroll with abundancy gear,
When it's utterly cold but nothing can interfere;
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A simple repentance was about to abide,
For I fell silent - you attained me hear the rhyme,
By no means upbeat, though somewhat alike
To the lingered blaze that once was eternal,
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When the day and night are intertwined
For you work from 9 to 5 - showing off your specious mind
To ingrates, who don't comply - let you tumble whereby;
For in the face of drastic crime - you toss aside this paradigm,
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*Knock, *Knock - "Who is there? " - asked He,
Who perpetually showed up for me when I was in the midst of nowhere.
"I am a bloke (full of despair) , who waded through those doors behind me not divinely.
But now, when my path is on the verge, should I walk through the last door wisely?
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