Love Poetry Romanticism.
I tell you, the guys a few posts ago I was poet romanticism in Russia. I have in past times write love poetry, but after I witnessed the end of the night, the heart has grown cold. I recently making attempt to the activation of romanticism side of me for present time.
The poetry I writing originally been write in Russian, then the babelfish come to translate for me into the English.
You witnessing 1st time since july 28, 1974. attempting of serious cat, the task to writing the love poetry again.
Here the translated version of love poem:
Come my lovely princess, let us lay in the grass
Let's drink honey in the park and go for free
To our secret world.
Do not be frightened, little kitten
My heart will surround you.
Our dreams grow together.
Come walk with me,
Princess to my heart.
Come my lovely princess, let us lay in the field.
But please for the last time don't talk on your cellphone everywhere you go with me. Don't you know it's bad for you? Micro radiation blasting to your head. Bone-blood barrier... suspended.
Do not stray from the path, beautiful flower
The path to my heart.
It is the place you were meant to be.
Come walk with me,
Princess to my heart.
Come my lovely princess, let us ride in the wind.
Don't you care about your health? What's wrong with you? You live on nothing. Corn syrup, corn, corn related sh*t. Chicken made of soy? What the hell is that? Soy is isolated. Isolated from the protein that keeps you alive. You are being fed, like a fat cow awaiting slaughter. Bone-froth pusher.
Where is the quality of life promised? Where are the lowered cancer rates? Where are the cures to the man made diseases?
I promise my heart belongs to you.
You hold the key
to my future.
Come walk with me,
Princess to my heart.
Come my princess, let us hold hands
let me sing my song for you
and caress you with my love
But.. Don't you know your mind is being assaulted? We're living in the center of the information war. You walk out your house and have thousands of billboards, attacking your brain.
We don't trust, we don't care, we don't want to know. We want to be led like sheep.
Rise up dissent.
Dissent in America is dead. Dissent in America is a full tank of gas. Hybrid-Bullsh*t.
Crypto-macro economics.. destined to bring you down to poverty.
Your soul is lost in the seeds of time.
Come my princess, let us dance in the sun.
and spend eternity together
The poetry I writing originally been write in Russian, then the babelfish come to translate for me into the English.
You witnessing 1st time since july 28, 1974. attempting of serious cat, the task to writing the love poetry again.
Here the translated version of love poem:
Come my lovely princess, let us lay in the grass
Let's drink honey in the park and go for free
To our secret world.
Do not be frightened, little kitten
My heart will surround you.
Our dreams grow together.
Come walk with me,
Princess to my heart.
Come my lovely princess, let us lay in the field.
But please for the last time don't talk on your cellphone everywhere you go with me. Don't you know it's bad for you? Micro radiation blasting to your head. Bone-blood barrier... suspended.
Do not stray from the path, beautiful flower
The path to my heart.
It is the place you were meant to be.
Come walk with me,
Princess to my heart.
Come my lovely princess, let us ride in the wind.
Don't you care about your health? What's wrong with you? You live on nothing. Corn syrup, corn, corn related sh*t. Chicken made of soy? What the hell is that? Soy is isolated. Isolated from the protein that keeps you alive. You are being fed, like a fat cow awaiting slaughter. Bone-froth pusher.
Where is the quality of life promised? Where are the lowered cancer rates? Where are the cures to the man made diseases?
I promise my heart belongs to you.
You hold the key
to my future.
Come walk with me,
Princess to my heart.
Come my princess, let us hold hands
let me sing my song for you
and caress you with my love
But.. Don't you know your mind is being assaulted? We're living in the center of the information war. You walk out your house and have thousands of billboards, attacking your brain.
We don't trust, we don't care, we don't want to know. We want to be led like sheep.
Rise up dissent.
Dissent in America is dead. Dissent in America is a full tank of gas. Hybrid-Bullsh*t.
Crypto-macro economics.. destined to bring you down to poverty.
Your soul is lost in the seeds of time.
Come my princess, let us dance in the sun.
and spend eternity together