Sometimes I feel like little drop
That’s longing for a grain -
I try to pour new life in it
But efforts are in vain.
Sometimes I feel like butterfly
That’s flying to a light -
I try to touch its gentle warmth
But it goes out in night.
Sometimes I feel like tumbleweed
That rolls through desert land -
I try to find a place to stay
But desert has no end.
Sometimes I feel like gust of wind
Without thought and aim -
Whatever cross I on the way
For me is just a game.
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I am unique as snowflake,
No other is alike.
My life is long but time is short
Before the earth I strike.
There billions others still unique
With lives as long as mine.
We lie together in the cold
And something white combine.
Our life is long but time is short
Until we falling start.
And one can see us still alive
But not to tell apart.
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Your perfect face is always calm,
Your voice you never raise.
The green of eyes that makes me feel
Like child in a maze.
Your clothes are elegant and neat,
Your movements smooth and fine,
And in the curve of gentle lips
I something sense divine.
I’ve never seen you cry or laugh,
Or mad, or glad, or blue…
So hard to reach your closed heart –
Are really human you?
(с) S.K.