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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:01 | Сообщение # 1 |
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I may be tender, ruthless, or naпve
Sophisticated or a simpleton
Cold-blooded warrior or a cissy
Depending on the errand I am on.
I’m strong and trenchant
Fighting for the others
Not for myself. It should be mentioned
Myself is rather
Ambiguous thing to be so valued
To worth an effort
And - I tell you,
I surmise
Only the honor can’t be sacrificed.
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:02 | Сообщение # 2 |
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Each man has own fate.
It’s no use to argue it
And to abuse the Lord we pray.
At any rate, each has received
What he deserves, we can’t conceive
God’s plans and God’s reserves
Of helping us. We must observe
The principles set forth by Christ
And to surmise our sins be sized
Not only by deeds. We have to realize
Our thoughts have tendency to materialize
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:02 | Сообщение # 3 |
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Peculiar Russian mentality
We have only future or past
We often ignore the mortality
And risk our life at die cast.
We hate any limits or borders
Despise the conventions and laws
We have affection to robbers
And sympathy to the whores.
In pubs we are greatest of thinkers
In parliament – stupid as ass,
The only thing that still link us
Is that that we drink to excess
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:03 | Сообщение # 4 |
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What is the Truth? Who needs it now?
Eternal questions and eternal doubt.
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:03 | Сообщение # 5 |
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New year’s coming
Charming day
When you’re family way.
But if the fate is cunning
And you are sole
You should console
Your poor self by way things are:
You are alive and life’s ajar
To any wishes
But it may be vicious
To the ill-wishers.
Dec.30
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:04 | Сообщение # 6 |
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| Russia
I mourn the non-existing country I was born in
Though ‘t was a phantom of the country I belong to
The alien land where I reside at dawning
Of the millennium is wrongful.
This can’t be Russia. It’s some aggregation
Of perverts, thieves, whores and con men in power
Sitting on branches of the wizened powers’ tree on ration
Of the dead souls that emerged last hour
They buy and sell and cheat - -
That’s their only treat.
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:05 | Сообщение # 7 |
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| Word (I am Russian but most unexpectedly started to write poe
I really do believe
In immortality of Word
Once said it starts to live
When ceases to be heard
It only may be observed
Becomes the personage of endless play
Staged at the theatre named World,
Some for the centuries, some for a day
Thus Oedipus is no longer king
And Hamlet’s not involved in killing
They are the notions we bring
Expressing feeling.
I start to contemplate
About my fate
So drastically changed
Just by few lines exchanged
Of all the accidents
I know not precedent.
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:05 | Сообщение # 8 |
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| Rules
People invent the rules for others to abide
They set restraints and sometimes very wide
Restrict the sequences of actions and decide
What’s wrong or right. Our freedom’s tied.
I speak of grammar. D’you think otherwise?
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:06 | Сообщение # 9 |
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| Voco vivi
In the vast desert I am calling for alive
Not to instruct, to preach, or to oblige
Of living souls of the past;
To see the reasons those derive
The nation’s dumbness. But, alas!
I see just zombies. I can’t grasp
Why this is happening. The die is cast.
The current won’t turn awry,
,Ressentiment won’t either. Should I strive
For something vague, or should I die?
My time has ended century ago, but why
I’m sill alive stuck in the loop of Time?
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:06 | Сообщение # 10 |
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| Cassandra
My mind’s my burden.
I am a laughing stock
For people here,
They all mock my fears***
When I warn them
About murders
They can evade.
But they allow any sham
Persuade the mob of sheer folly.
When mob is robbed, by golly,
Their malice is less intensive
Than the contempt for me.
It’s so offensive,
How could it be?
The tally is incentive.
Could all be blind?
Or am I out of my mind?
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:07 | Сообщение # 11 |
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| Loneliness
Have you heard the people howl
When they are not mad or drunk?
Human words do not allow
To express the state of funk
When you have no one to share
Not the bed but just a word
When you shout in despair
And meet no wishes to be heard.
When your letters are ignored
All aspirations are deferred-
And you are flawless now:
Nobody cares for you … Wow!
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:07 | Сообщение # 12 |
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| Taoist
Unmoving, floating
In the stream of life
Being carried by the slowing current
I grounded on bottom.
Life is passing by
Without moving me.
It is late autumn.
The winter’s coming
Soon everything’ll get frozen…
Charming.
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:08 | Сообщение # 13 |
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| Russified Hamlet
I overlived my time, but was it really mine,
Time stolen from the country less than an age ago?
Oh, brave new world! Big Brother’s watching us
Writhing in slime, in hunger and in pains.
We’re robbed again and spat in our face.
The cycle’s over. End has come to time.
Pigs just like men, Swift’s yahooes, Bosch’s visions –
Swift’s yahoo, системы технического зрения Bosch
All in one place. Their name is Legion.
They torture us. The pressure’s reached the crest
I’m wasteable. But what about the rest?
The rest is silence… I’m afraid eternal
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:08 | Сообщение # 14 |
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| Don Quixote
I’m looking forward to the greatest of all loves
I do not see it yet, but I feel its approach
Despite my age, my health and previous vows,
A knight without fear and reproach.
I am not new – were many men before
Worthy the title “knight” by deeds and not by birth
My deeds are only words or statements or
Just position in the situations worth
Career only, or money, few times – life
But that’s what counts is a readiness to loose
All that you have and risk a dive
Into a stream and not peruse
The chances to survive just as you see the threat
To the insulted and humiliated people.
Injustice stream is turbulent and dread.
It’s difficult to swim crosscurrent ripple.
I am exhausted and the scores aren’t even
Eternal battle can’t be won but I don’t care
I don’ expect reward I could be given
I have got used to snobbery and sneer.
But what I hope without any reason
Before I’m hanged for some invented treason
The Lady of my dreams despite all lies
Would glance at me with loving eyes.
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| Пантера | Дата: Воскресенье, 24.06.2012, 01:09 | Сообщение # 15 |
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| My home
I have a shabby castle of my own.
It is my home.
I must admit it’s only a flat
And, frankly speaking, it’s not mine at that.
My flat’s a ruin – no repairs
Were made in twenty five odd years
The only things bought by me here
Are books and the computer gear.
I’m not fastidious
It would be tedious,
The superstition
In my position.
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