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Grass of Hope
In color flouting leaves, those leaves of times: In dream as searching for hope another rhymes, They met the grass, everywhere,the grass of hope; But neither fate nor faith were set to moral slope. The trembling leaves were free to kiss the wind While the postmodern Columbus swore to find The freedom`s borders with morning quivers, With shinning heart like golden sharp scissors. Like the pretzels with seeds of caraway Passed our serenity and the emeralds` day, Coiling itself up in the times`shell, Calling recollections hidden in hell. Noon of amber color, with old scissors Is ready to cut the black stripes of tigers, The moon, and the beard of the Prophet; But monks cannot endure: Not even a poet. Breaking away through the walls of reality Going away from the cold rationality Entering the realm on the heart`s side Now was the time to open up your mind. Was forest covered by guilty silence of mankind? A rusty axe out of the east perturbed the mind: If love was true, why liberty was not responsible And it might mock the saints and hate was possible? Truths hunt and think upon us. A larger reality: Feelings were talking about love and brutality Spirits, beasts, ghosts in a pale path of normality Taking gentle face of the family, city, mentality; For once you should not try to shirk the real facts: The language, beliefs, culture, feelings and acts. Life is our own real reward and punishment Living in the woods, kind of self banishment…
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