Category Archives: поэзия типа

Волны

Чем реальнее мечты, тем волны выше,
Тем пристальнее надобно смотреть,
За тем, чтобы хоть что-то все же вышло,
Чтоб жизни мне хоть в чем-то преуспеть.

Плыть также к свету сквозь тьму чужих страданий,
В которых может и виновен я,
Но и взаимопонимание,
Тут не поможет мне, мои друзья.

Все бросили, все давно остались
В портах известных, тихих гаванях, и все,
Все также, как и вы, в услад смеялись,
Тыкая пальцем, ухмыляясь в спину мне.

А я уплыл. Я все-таки узнаю
Все то, что вам открыть не суждено,
Пройдя шторма и штили, и, доплыв до рая,
Познаю мир, хоть вам всем все равно.

Chemistry

There is no chemistry and only money,
And all the chemistry I see
Is this white powder. So, please, honey,
Sniff it all ’cause you’re looking sick.

Here is my Franklin, there’s my Caddy,
Roll it up, put coke on my iPhone,
For sure we’re becoming buddies,
Except tomorrow you’ll wake up alone.

Some reckless driving, blowjob while we’re waiting
For traffic lights to give us greener life.
Fuck it. I know where it’s getting,
I’m here to have fun, not to survive.

I pushed gas pedal, tires are now burning,
We’ve waken up half of neighborhood,
I see, i feel that it is coming,
It’s very, very, very, very good.

Except it’s not. We’ll end up in jail,
In cosy grave, or somewhere in the sea.
No chemistry. No love. Another fail.
Another chance to think what’s wrong with me.

Nuclear power

This girl has nuclear power right in her arms,
But she doesn’t bother at all.
Her body, her soul are the reasons of wars,
She knows it, so she controls…

[chorus]
Red buttons… are under her fingernails.
Red hair… gathered in a ponytail.
Red high heels… are the target desire,
Her nuclear power is waking up fire.

For sure, she’ll melt down my heart,
And radiation will hit us so hard,
But we will survive, half life will last,
Built on the top of wastelands from past.

[chorus]

Curtain

Is something real behind the curtains?
Or once they’ve closed, is he gone?
The actor cancels entertainment
And leaves us all behind, alone.

Abatement of so huge applauses –
It’s just like god’s unwanted grace,
He leaves to darkness of his hardness,
As he was on this scene for days.

No flowers will reach destination,
So give them to the loved ones.
He’s already at the station,
Waiting for the train to come.

To get him to the family’s bonfire, and
To the girl he wants to see,
He won’t play roles. He’s here to love her,
He closed the curtain. Let it be.

Someone from skies

I never had any problems
When I was talking with girls.
I was always honest,
And I loved them all.

It happened ten times,
Or, maybe, some more.
Love died, I was blind,
I’m yelling: c’mon,…

[chorus]
Heaven, send me someone new.
Don’t worry, I will wait for you.
Someone with clear and open mind
Is going down to me like an angel from skies.

I changed how I work and play,
I watch for what i’m saying,
And still have no answers for the questions I ask,
Among this disaster I’m looking to skies.

[chorus x2]

Остаться

На всех вас ярости не хватит.
В один прекрасный яркий день
Я просто скроюсь за закатом,
А вы останетесь в стране.

Хоть вы любили и старались,
Писали песни и стихи,
Уехал я. А вы остались
Россию-матушку любить.

Jokes of people

There are people with dreams, full of their passion,
Living for years with someone they love.
Unlike any others they have connections,
And even pray for lord who’s above.

Being always in trusted, friendly environments,
They’re raising children and joking sometimes.
Their jokes are funny and entertain us,
So we are laughing and starting to cry.

They love their work, hangouts and camping.
They’re watching movies and sometimes TV.
It all together, with lovers and friends,
Discussing what’s shown and what have they seen.

They’re sharing their bread with those who’s been broken,
With people with problems, those who’s in need,
Receiving their blessings and still telling jokes
About this world and their place in it.

They’re not getting older, as they live forever,
Preserved in minds of people like them,
In tombstones, jokes, various letters,
They used to write to again and again.

And this is our nature. It should be so clear,
As sky in July’s hot summer days.
But we are here, and we’re still in fear
And dying alone in a different ways.

Are you okay?!

If you have words, are you here to pray?
If you have money, will you change poor child’s day?
If your fate is coming out of bounds,
Listen closely to check how do you sound

To others. To someone you don’t know.
To lovers. To every single who’s gone.
To your mom and your dad,
Your grandparents and cat.
To universe that hurts you so bad.

If you can feel, will you love till the end?
If you have time, did you fill clock with sand?
If tomorrow should be unlike yesterday,
What the fuck are you doing now?!
Are you okay?!

To start a game

There are moments in life, that will change, I’m sure, it all.
With speed of light you are going to rise or to fall.
With fire in your eyes you are diving deep in unknown,
When life is calling you should pick up and answer her call.

Conversations may lead to death, or to hint of success.
You can also be so excited or be hardly stressed.
Meanwhile, while you are talking, check what’s going on,
Maybe it’s time to hang up until it is gone.

And maybe it’s moment, maybe you need to shut up.
It’s time to fill void, time to reduce this big gap,
That divides understanding that you all want the same.
What a beautiful moment to start unpredictable game.

Замена

Скандалы заменили крики артистов,
Стряпню твою мне заменил ресторан,
Я жду, я надеюсь, что-то скоро заменит
Всю боль, и вымоет соль мне из ран.

Жизнь стала проще, вокруг все спокойно.
Спокойно и в доме, как не крути.
Как просто, легко и непринуждённо
Шагать одному по своему же пути.

Погода ясна, как цели и мысли.
Себя ощущаю совсем хорошо.
Занимаюсь физрой, жизнь наполнена смыслом,
Как же я долго к этому шёл.

И я, скажем, первый, кто решился на это,
Оставив всех тех, кто мечтал, но не смог.
И счастлив я, что завершил это лето
И выучил лучший в жизни урок.