Broken soul

Broken soul

10.12.2018 12:10

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Поэт: Илина Мартрав

Серия стихов: Война

I see fire
Around it souls
They are flying higher and higher
I remember how they falls...

They were lovely sons
And now they are black sand
What we have done?
Why we are in cold land?

Don't cry my dear Mom
I believe we meet in another new peaceful world
I love you, I'll find you and come
Please, don't cry my dear Mom

Why people can't understand
We all are brothers and sisters
Stupiders kill us
But I won't forget you, my dear friend

Your brave in my head
Your voices stack in my heart
I can't drink water, I can't eat bread
You go away and take mine part

I didn't return from war fields
Where I people kills
I want to go after you
But you won't forgive me, will you?

I don't know how to live
I am not the same
I am like dying flame
And my mind - restive.

Теги: война