Egor Rybakov

Procrastination. Selected poems


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meetings,

      He was eager and tried to do everything,

      And from people wanted to only benefit,

      Melancholy and bitterness he could not endure.

      He was very happy and impressed,

      I played sports, was tempered constantly,

      The imperfection of the world always surprised,

      And life around seemed nice, glorious.

      Good work was a pleasure.,

      Great stay and girls are always around,

      And the weaker sex beckoned so without Foreword,

      And stirs the blood magic sound heel.

      And day after day the delights tired and pall,

      All irritated forever, no longer inspired,

      Tired of the girls that hung around him,

      And before it was all so fabulous and cute.

      And then one night he remembered that,

      That so missed you on him and always reached,

      And without it began to feel only emptiness,

      So smiling sweet, she was his soul touched.

      Once he realized what’s important in this world,

      When miss you, so love, waiting,

      And there is no happiness without love in an empty apartment,

      Much better when you cherish, cherish.

      AND AGAIN IN THE DREAMS SHE FLOATED IN THE ARMS OF YOUR FAVORITE

      Her heart ached and ached regularly,

      Inside was full of pain, everyone was annoyed,

      The soul rushed forward, but was timid,

      And the confusion was so extremely annoying.

      And loneliness she did not suffer,

      Men never deprived her of attention,

      In the crowd of fans, only his eyes searched,

      Has striven for it through any distance.

      But life is once again dictated its own terms,

      Everyone said” you can’t live with empty love”,

      She grew tired quickly from eternal slander,

      They tried to convince “him again will undoubtedly perish.”

      Her mind was protected by the prejudices and judgments,

      And he was clean, loved the one he wanted,

      Her head was filled with eternal doubt,

      Every day he nights passion was flying.

      TO BE DIFFERENT

      Being different in the world is very difficult,

      When everything is like a comb so similar,

      Their truth is so contradictory, so complicated.,

      And to please climb out of the skin.

      When all is well-getting from the conversation,

      Are stuffed in friends as would casually,

      And if they do not like-speak with reproach,

      Giving soul persistently gloom and sadness.

      He is happy who is not afraid of judgment,

      Meets those who reach for the whole soul,

      Love lets go without regret,

      And disagreements immediately takes to rest.

      It’s so hard to figure out what’s true and false.,

      When seek to all, hurry, hurry,

      In a time of trouble, they flee from themselves perhaps,

      And from problems of swearing and screaming.

      Understand, communication has never been an obstacle,

      Two minutes won’t change anything in your life.,

      Deprived of communication favorite freaking hell,

      Then tell me, are all people born for what?

      YOU’RE SO INCONSISTENT IN THEIR ACTIONS

      You’re so inconsistent in your actions.,

      Day after day, you communicate and climb into the soul,

      And all claims immediately translate in joke,

      And slowly trying to destroy everything forever.

      In some month you’re sociable and open,

      Then suddenly you close, forgetting everything,

      And the true nature is always completely hidden,

      You ignore me like I’m an annoying neighbor.

      Then you smile at me, that you’re always happy,

      Call for regular meetings free of charge,

      You don’t come near me with your eyes hidden,

      Just lie and be perpendicular.

      And all this is just a role model,

      Love and friendship befuddling like a fog,

      And year after year from you alone frustration,

      And everlasting openness is so much like cheating.

      TWO FATES

      Why is one so cute at all?

      Have family, love and husband and friends,

      The other bursts like a fish beating,

      And tired of communication and around people.

      One is able to trust and tell,

      About life and Affairs quite frankly,

      The other tries to persuade and forever to prove,

      The correctness of strangers selflessly.

      One is insanely happy, her soul is calm,

      Another suffers and is constantly torn,

      And thinks, that she is free, and itself is weak-willed,

      And ignores all loved ones and smiles.

      And here’s a riddle for you which of them is happier?

      Who does not hurt feelings, does not break all hearts,

      And in difficult situations much more patient,

      And which of them is so similar to the reflection of the Creator.

      FARTHER FROM THE EARTH

      Easy steps they went to each other,

      Learned to understand the Wallpaper at a glance,

      In grief and sadness did not leave for a minute,

      And since then, the road has connected them.

      They learned again to trust and believe,

      Because before, life was just pain,

      And everyone tried to re-check,

      And surrounded first the sad misery.

      Valley of fear and sadness and eternal tears,

      When around enemies and there is no, alas, mercy,

      No one ever took it seriously.,

      To itself only a from lust and thirst.

      And here they are and their eyes are like oceans,

      Ready