Love letters, is the source where feelings are confined,
In them a record of heart's love disease you'll find.
In them the separation drama takes its stand,
A plot for theater and novel sure they command.
So Anna wrote to Count Vronsky, her beloved man,
Tatyana love admission thus began by pen,
To Alfred Violetta wrote two times, so is being told,
This way the Juliette's romance could have been unfold.
Categories:
tatyana, love,
Form: Rhyme
Eugene, I love you!
Tatyana, I’m not the one for you.
Tatyana, forgive me, I beg of you,
Now I see I can’t live without you!
Eugene, forget me, I beg of you,
I’m married now and not for you!
That is a comic poem, inspired by the novel in verse “Eugene Onegin” of Alexander Pushkin.
December 5, 2020
Categories:
tatyana, humor,
Form: Rhyme
These pretty eyes a front me they are the source of light
These pretty eyes a front me they make me lose my mind
These pretty eyes a front me coloured with morning tea
These pretty eyes a front me tell me what’s wrong with me.
Let I’m becoming let so sentimental and sad
What can I do I see these pretty eyes a front me…
Oh, God it’s not too late we’re unified with Fate
Fate gave a present for us
Only don’t make me fail don’t hide your eyes with veil
Don’t hide your eyes and don’t pass.
These pretty eyes a front me let years run away
These pretty eyes a front me it seems they came to stay
These pretty eyes a front me and parting has got end
These pretty eyes a front me are yours, my silent friend.
Let I’m becoming let so sentimental and sad
What can I do I see these pretty eyes a front me…
Oh, God it’s not too late we’re unified with Fate
Fate gave a present for us
Only don’t make me fail don’t hide your eyes with veil
Don’t hide your eyes and don’t pass.
Let I do not know let am I so glad or sad
What can I do I see these pretty eyes a front me…
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Tatyana Sashko
Categories:
tatyana, emotions, feelings, hope, how
Form: Lyric
My daughter was born June 23rd
Of the year 2007
God really does love me
Because she was sent from Heaven.
My healing baby, my gift from God,
She gave me back stolen joy
She filled my life with such happiness
Not a single person could destroy.
She came at a time in my life
When I was so very depressed
Dealing with her other half
Constantly made me stressed.
When I held her for the first time
My heart swelled with love:
"Thank you, Lord, for blessing me
With an angel from up above."
Her pale skin tinged with red
Contrasted my own of dark brown
A curly arrangement of thick black hair
Encompassed the area of her crown.
She had 10 tiny little fingers
And she had 10 wiggling toes.
She had big, beautiful eyes
And a perfect little nose.
I looked at my bundle of perfection
And promised her my very best
As she grabbed my index finger
And attempted to suckle my breast.
I am a better person because of her
She is my biggest motivation.
I want to make sure we are okay
So success is my biggest aspiration.
I love my Tatyana Nicole
My sweet little baby girl
I want to give her my everything
Because she is my whole world.
Categories:
tatyana, daughter, family, love, love,
Form: Rhyme
(Tatyana Kasima)
Life is a journey of countless sub-destinations
It’s in stages and phases
Life is a function of time a subset of different season
Wet, dry, winter, spring, or summer
Each is experience one at a time
Life continues as a journey
When the journey is far
I am empowered to keep moving
When every thing seems locked up and become tiring
I received encouragement never to look down but keep focusing
When the sun is at its peak
I am hopeful there is a shade ahead to hide my head
When it’s stormy, heavily rainy or snowy
I know with an assurance
That the house ahead will take me in
Just in a land of different culture and lingual codes
I feel at home because I have a friend that knows, trusts, and believes in me
He is the reason I’m encouraged and the source of my strength
He is the house and home that take me in
He is my beautiful angel sent from above
I bless the heaven for the friend in you
© 2011
Categories:
tatyana, friendship, happiness, places, thank
Form: Prose Poetry
Morning dust upon scattered sheets,
Heatwaves passing wind spilt paths
stars acknowledge lover's bliss
nature exposed with moonlit baths
as time escapes them ever more
bodies locked in pure embrace
lilies of dreams beguile their minds
whilst hearts a-melding do apace
And so the story often goes
as dawn, in jealousy, appears...
We realize in the light of day
Happiness outweighs our fears
The following poets wrote this:
Naomi Mark
Bob Tatyana
Rachael Vernette
Categories:
tatyana, life, lost love, love,
Form: Rhyme
Thirsty mind ,she drinks the day
And the night and takes the clay
That she makes out of the Dawn
Yearns to swing it in a song
All around her as she swirls
Near the edges of the world
And we 'll never think the same,
yes Tatyana is her name.
Categories:
tatyana, family, imagination,
Form: Couplet