Egor Rybakov "Moscow is silent. Selected poems"

Endless sensuality that is boundlessly mesmerizing. Tenderness that works wonders and changes a person beyond recognition. Love that grows with pain and suffering and eventually blooms like an extraordinary orchid. Every line of mine is saturated with all-consuming love and boundless tenderness. The life lessons that my beloved women gave me raised and raised me as a real man: loving and always appreciating the kindness and warmth of a woman’s soul.

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And the one whom IВ dreamed ofВ for aВ long time inВ aВ dream,

ToВ whom is he ready toВ kiss his palms forever.

And this is happiness if he knew that ideal,

It will be much easier for him inВ this life,

I have no doubt that I’ve seen a lot of beauties,

But he will never forget thatВ one.

Listen toВ me future mothers

Protect and cherish your daughters,

After all, they are, ofВ course, future ladies,

Be patient and kind with them.

Let’s educate, help in life,

So that we thank God that theyВ are,

And there will be only our quivering thoughts about them,

And we prayed for the desire for communication and meetings.

Words are like theВ wind

Words like the wind fill theВ air

Give support and hope toВ the discouraged

And the love and passion ofВ war are not afraid,

It means that it is not destiny toВ become bitter toВ him.

Soulful words warm and cherishВ us,

Will fill with paints ofВ passions melancholy,

Compliments make girls blush

And they will gladly show you all ofВ Moscow.

And as aВ tool they possess,

ToВ offend, hurt or hurt,

Who does not know how to defend… will suffer,

We will make these offenders feel sorry for them.

Words are desperate

When brought toВ the edge and pushed

They are not inВ danger ofВ any repentance,

Their insolence is only indulged.

People love each other more,

Give happiness, do not push into the pool,

ToВ appreciate words, admit it is aВ great merit!!!

Words are like the wind… fill the air…

Tell me mom why do all peopleВ lie?

Tell me mom why do all peopleВ lie?

Because the sky is blue and the sun isВ red

В«Such things are always called the truth from nowВ on,

After all, our word is beautiful and dangerous.В»

Tell me why you need such friends?

That they throw mud, spread gossip,

В«They are not close toВ you for aВ long time, they are different,

Don’t listen to them, they are broadcasting news and nonsense.»

Why love when she forgets everything?

Coos, soon, not far from another,

«She doesn’t love you, the way the cat plays with you,

From now on, you will always remain aВ stranger toВ her.В»

So where is the truth, mom, tellВ me?

How can IВ live inВ aВ world ofВ fear and temptation?

В«My dear, be honest with your soul,

She will not be subject to the elements and grief …»

No happiness on the internet

Surrounded byВ dreams and constant progress

People dreamed ofВ long-awaited happiness,

From the lack ofВ meetings, communication, only stress,

And this world moved inexorablyВ on.

And soon telephones appeared inВ the world,

Connecting all people day and night,

And continuous conversations were breaking the wires,

Releasing all emotions and passion toВ freedom.

But happiness was lost somewhere inВ the wilds,

And again people quarreled and swore,

And the phone did not save from troubles, as it turnedВ out,

And souls faded and ached, no matter how hard they tried.

And soon mobile phones came toВ our house,

Breaking wires and all boundaries

But it was hard and difficult toВ get through,

Souls languished again like inВ aВ dungeon.

Mobility and accessibility did not give happiness,

And only with calls they controlled communication,

And souls were filled with narrow-mindedness, stupidity,

This hobby acquired aВ different character.

InВ the stream ofВ numbers and the earthly Internet,

When you find out the information right away,

Availability has acquired the reverse coin,

The soul is so aching and bursting into screaming.

And people realized that progress won’t change anything,

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