The watch-fish

A man was angling at the lake
And dropped by chance unclasped watch;
Occasionally, as slimy snake,
It glided down - no chance to catch.
                                              
At that right moment big lake fish
Swallowed the watch as shiny lure;
Then disappeared both…watch… fish
In dark blue deep for sure.
                                
One day a local fisherman
Caught fish…amazed…taken aback!
Newspaper promised: if a man
Names watch – he’ll take it back.

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Life

Kind Nature once gives birth to live,
Love, fight…create and die.
The knowledge precious then to leave 
To next ones in the line;
So simple harmony…in brief,
So simple life…as if,
Life – punishment or magic gift?
Who’s plan…and why we live?

Time

Time never stops - it flies and flies,
Dissolves our hope and naïve dreams;
Some days were grey and cold as ice
Others were warmed by golden beams.

The days of love with “happy smiles”

Passed fast (so rare is true love!),
Then Youth light-hearted…, Age…too wise
Approached the autumn of his life.

If one surprised – How fast time flies!

Believe him – he still has a fun,
Sweet dreams…bizarre. Once realize -
Time never stops - it flies and flies.

Father's wisdom

Young soul wants to know all things,
To travel through all lands, all stars,
To fly through space without wings
As superheroes or superstars.

He thinks all worlds are awaiting him,

All men are friends to bitter ends;
He heartily opens them his dream,
Shares his last coins without amends.

Soon, pure vagrant tastes many girds,

Disappointments, slanders’ absurd hoards,
Escapes dark jail, and then accords
With fathers wise and precious words.

White Moon

White moon…white desert in the sky,
Glum barren land with livid shadows,
Eternal view makes us to sigh
As flower dry reminds sweet meadows.

Don't Dream

Don’t dream, even don’t dare
To live in doubtful bliss;
You need not then despair
That you lost happiness.

Look on this life with eyes

Estranged, full of sorrow;
Nobody here lives twice,
Don’t dream, even don’t dare….

Revenge

...lives in the darkness, in the edge
Of human heart…in “strong steel cage”;
Ready for solemn secret pledge,
For wild point-blank shot to avenge.

Flower

Forgotten flower in the book…
Vaguely reminiscent of the years
Of rendezvous…bench, serpent brook,
Penned poetry with poignant tears.

Forgotten flower in the book…
As whiff of tang in autumn’s air,
It vividly recalled to mind
Time of the past…futile and fair.

Forgotten flower in the book…
So withered…with the faded colors,
Daily pursuits stopped at quick look,
And in the heart uncanny chaos….

Old Cat

My friend, my oldie fluffy cat

Lives many years in a urban flat;
He mostly sleeps on his soft mat,
Sits on the window-sill at night.

He never saw dogs, mice or rats,

Purrs to the sparrows through the glass;
Sometimes brown squirrel comes to chat
(At early morning) with old cat.

 She brings him acorns, leaves and nuts,

And leaves it on the sill as grants;
Cat smells the gifts with joy, delight,
And meows thanking - he is polite. 

Angel of Sorrow

Sorrow’s black pinion touched the heart,

Sad time for troubled soul to cope
With blind hard burden, painful hurt,
In darkness to withstand and grope.

From empyrean…upper skies
Black angel’s sent…death tube to ope;
Soul glides up slowly (sad…surprise!)  
Towards blue lantern – light of hope.

Bony Death

The icy killer - bony Death,

A skeleton with curved sharp scythe!
Destroyer of life till last breath,
Harvest devourer without eyes,
Mercy…to anyone wasn’t shown -
Saint, noble, beggar…king or clown.                                      

I touched the Gate of Hell

I touched the bloody Gate of hell…

Its massive rivets…shiny rail…                                                 
I heard the surly sullen bell
Warning that there those who once fell,
That there rules fellow Azazel;
Laments of souls that have to dwell
In that vile place for good…as well,
I touched the bloody Gate of hell….

Scene

Black starry skies…smooth night,
Black trees and flowing river,
White moon is…lurid, bright?
Pale circle reflects with shiver.

Black starry eyes…smooth light,

Black shadows, flowing fever,
White lie…why did you hide?
Pale lips reject and shiver….

Golden Time

Time flows fast…as the golden sand,

With doubtful sense I drop wee grain,

It happens now - fist time and last -

No one has chance to live again.

Saint good and bloody evil at last

Will never find my birth and end;

Time flows fast through the endless vast,

Time flows fast…as the golden sand.