Feelings online

© Laura Mikhralieva, 2020

ISBN 978-5-4493-1850-3

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

I would like to show my gratitude to Anastasia Kuzmina, the poem translator. Thank you for your willingness to make the idea come true. You have managed to enter the meaning of the words, with changing and choosing the right rhyme, because, on understanding the message contained in the poems, you have done a great job! I am really proud of our cooperation, as you have wonderfully presented and arranged my thoughts in the poems translated.

The ash of our love

 
I want to bounce away from the downfall
And not to be afraid to dispose of all your fears,
But I don’t have wings: they glow in blaze,
So let the ash of our love smolder.
Solitude will share our beds
At night, covering us with the star powder wraps,
With our thoughts and songs, face to face,
Because it’s sheer and more sincere.
I’m still with you, but something has changed
In me, not in vain:
Solid steps and no smile…
Such is the nature of masks
That they conceal the soul’s pain.
 

You are my universe

 
Your shoulders reflect the dawn gleam,
And our lips remember our languid kisses.
We have a lot to remember and to dream.
No pain.
No sleep, no energy, but the best you were,
I felt it…
I touch you, like a drop of rain…
So, please, embrace me
And say, that I am your universe,
In a whisper…
 

My best mistake

 
I’m not an angel, I make mistakes,
But still, of all of them, my best one
Is you!
I often return to such conceptions.
I’m tired, but you’re forgiven.
And now it is all right.
I search for something that I can understand,
You’re now full of passion and light,
I love you in every strand!
You are my obsession!
When you were side by side with me,
You were about to fall, but – no!
I won’t allow you to!
You make me sad, so come to me
Because I’m restless, yes, that’s true.
And you are in my soul’s darkest side,
Then, I want you to abide
There forever.
 

Truly original

 
He was the copy of mine.
You were truly original.
You always attracted my eye,
But, at the same time, you were repelling.
Love is very near to hate,
But it was our fate
To live on our love.
I followed you, here and there,
But we went nowhere.
Don’t show your feelings to everyone,
As you are being enclosed in their bond.
I have my common sense,
But when you’re gone, I’m in a big fluster.
I forget, more or less,
Those who have nothing to say. And even faster
Than my past…
You retain your being cold,
And you inflame the passion
In things that are old
To you,
And evoke your potential.
 

The shine of your eyes

 
The shine of your eyes is searching for me, straying,
And there are only perfumes in the air,
With its touches and compliments brought in a whisper
Saying that we are a unity,
And it isn’t our fault.
Tune into me, and I’ll appear in your dreams.
I’ll stay there with you, just call
Me.
So I step into the stream
Of passion. Let’s play a game.
Adore me with your scorching glance,
And we may do our love dance.
I see that you want to be with me, and again,
You’ve lost your being quiet…
 

Guess

 
What do you see in my eyes?
Wait, don’t say aloud.
My finger is on your lips,
And my pulse is beaten about.
Reproach and expectation —
That’s what I read in your eyes.
You want to escape from my world perception,
But I haven’t yet taken away my feelings!
There are only guesses and dissimilation,
And everybody is in bustle.
The only thing that I want
Is to hold you in a huddle.
I see your being silent
Without any cause.
So live in the present
And be as gentle with me as I was.
 

I touch my eyelashes

 
I don’t want to exist without these emotions,
And I’m not going to release them and forget
About it.
You are the cause of my sleepless nights,
And I know you always draw your portion.
I touch my eyelashes with the moonlight,
And in my dreams, I get
Everything.
Such a way makes miracles easier to happen,
And I will not have my eyes covered
With a blanket of the darkness.
Be my star and light the way,
And I will look for the key
To my desires and the need
For eager lips that are so sweet…
 

Zodiac

 
We’re like the pages of the same book
Closed for the other people.
You always listen to me and have a look
At the zodiac, one for two,
So I respect your freedom.
But if you’re afraid of your emotions, I’m afraid too.
You want me to make the first step to our relations.
Sometimes, our feelings are so intensive
That we blow up the foundation —
The ground for life
On the Earth.
We intend to attain an idyll of love
And search for vivid emotions and a change in us both.
 

Waiting

 
Befuddled by waiting in public,
We appreciate our wishes,
Because the feelings will betray us.
I make timid endeavors for hope,
But the wind blows out the candles.
I think to hold you is no occasion
Because you’ll definitely reach your destination —
It’s me…
There are two souls in the reflection —
Worn out and lonely.
They beat in rhythm to tunes, they are the same,
But you have no response, neither do I… again…
 

Feelings

 
Feelings are like animal instincts.
They have fully occupied our brain.
This is unavailing struggle
Because we enjoy it, and not in vain.
There is no cure for lust
And there are no doctors, at last.
When you fall in love and you’re happy,
Nothing can prevent you from having your head in the clouds.
You are such a bad habit
That I’m addicted to you and I live with it, around
Me.
We like to commit imbecilities
That we are both devoted to, with such a facility…
 

Peace

 
We are demented not due to noise, but peace.
When you hear your heartbeat,
You can easily go out of your head.
The doors are locked, and you can’t go.
And a bird must not be kept inside
As she has her wings
Given for the dream.
If you want to achieve your goal,
Then, you must fly in the life steam!
The truth is always honest,
But, sometimes, it’s not as kind
As you might consider.
And when my heart beats,
It means I still can breathe…
 

Dreamcatcher

 
Oh, catcher of my autumn dreams!
I’ve disturbed you, but otherwise I can’t do.
You conceal my feelings, as I see them through.
With your being prudent, everything is accorded with the steam
Of life.
I know, sadness is always full of rain,
But warmth does not allay any strain.
The wind is the sinner in our souls,
Stealing our memories without any trace, but with a goal…
Sweeping the keys, slowly or amain.
It would be wrong to follow when going away.
We have no energy to shut the gate,
But to believe in miracles is our fate…