And I think of you Alina
In a dream I can’t recall
There are thousand oceans waiting
And I’m waiting on that call
On the bounds of my defenses
Far from hunger, far from pain
Don’t know where I’m going
There’s no reason to explain
I have stumbled and I triggered
Every fiber of my soul
That was lost in the illusion
The long gone before the fall
And I think of you Alina
There were times when I was sure
That life would lead me to you
Now I just try to ignore
Some may fear the fire
I’m not that easy to impress
Today the light’s a little brighter
Though that might be just a guess
I can see you dancing somewhere
There are nights I do recall
And I hope that one day
You’ll be my daughter after all
The agony the shadow brings to the room,
Those seafoam eyes shinier than the moon.
The variables a haunting reminiscence
Of three thousand years of omniscience.
The cursed form of blessing
Through a sweet twilight addressing
Makes it's way through the silent graveyard
Towards a stone that reads "Alina Aveyard".
WINTER
The wind blows
Summer is gone
There will be no where to go
When it snows
-Alina age 5
I found you in a rustling of wings,
gentle flight of the great chariot
in a desert of snow,
in a frolicking of saunter children .
in a cry of live,
in a clarification of longing,
among the stones.
no hands,
no legs ... only the soul
wrapped in a
tree bark.
you ever thought I would get lost
through sunrises and sunsets
and well would be
to find my north from the heart.
my eyes bathed in blessed wonders
to move
to you.
(translated by Alina Bumbac)
Sitting in a chair and watching a movie I get a phone call,
She's dead, my little sister tells me, and I drop the ball.
you are really gone, I can't believe how this can happen,
You didn't have to go, I wish I could of dropped in.
Hearing and seeing all the tears that are being poured out for you is very sad,
This day will be remembered in yours and you two little angels forever and that's not bad.
Not being able to see you any more will be hard but ill think of something to occupy my self,
But till than tho, shine bright for our God and save me a crown a big shelf.
Dedication to: Alina Bukhanstova and her two little angels.
PS: R.I.P, you will be missed.
...for Tarah and Alina
Boogey and Boopy will never be droopy
as long as they play in the grass(es),
they'll rumble and tumble with nary a grumble,
so cute when they fall on their ***** !
oh what a enchantment did i perceive as i past through the space and time of life.
who shall behold the essence of true beauty and know the truth of wisdom that
rest within the mind and heart of lady Alina and Lady Shayla?
i am but a wretch that's bathe in the sight joy and pain. yet i have roamed the corridors
of deception and found that life is filled with the same, but it's hidden behind the
smiles and
stares.
tonight, i find the realization of the amazement of two fair maiden who must have come from
the past. surely they were princesses and were of nobility. who dare tempt to quest for
their
virtue and honor?
nevertheless, i do behold the lioness within the hidden chambers of their precious heart.
for truly
i know the profound meaning of beauty, charm, intellect, and grace that comes within the
being of Lady Alina and Lady Shayla.
Only one of nobility can appreciate true beauty, intellect, grace, and charm such as be
the two beloved doves i had the pleasure meeting this eve in the market place of the
pavillion of Taft Street.
What a grand privilege to know.
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