And o'er:
I can not see;
The lain constellation
Become so blurry to me.

Spellbound
In the past,
Apart from now:
At once it locked aghast
And words are not allowed.

Inconsolable sky of night
Still sheds its poignant tears.
While using the forbidden light
The dismal dream does not appear.

Repel thy sense.
It had no meaning.
But what then will be
Disproving at a glance?

The shining notion?
Serene won't help again.
It comes with pestilential motion
And thoughts are flaccid to restrain.

Still craving for the luck?
It's difficult to get once more:
In reckless morbid dreams you are
Confined evermore.

And once again
We met today
Accidently.

Thine virid eyes
Concealed thy sight
Inherently.

Secluded hope
Still glimmered;
Ought to decay,
Not be.

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В холодной глубине
Ночное небо
Тлеет льдом.

Неясный свет
Струится тяжело.
Луны нет, звёзды редки,
Но всё равно
Магически светло.

Всё крепко спит,
Лишь шорох листьев
Изредка
Тревожит тишину.

В пространстве снов
Не будет лишним
Жить
В сказочном плену.