Egor Rybakov - Moscow is silent. Selected poems

© Egor Rybakov, 2021

ISBN 978-5-0055-0016-8

Создано в интеллектуальной издательской системе Ridero

Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina

«Love in quotes»

http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/28/3775

Love is pure, unpretentious and young

And it never demands from you, does not ask,

To please us with fate was born,

Always in a cloudless world carries us away.

She lives in the eyes of a child since childhood,

In moments of joy and eternal knowledge,

It has become a long-awaited joy for the bride,

Carries with it all the tenderness and suffering.

She can be barely visible and unpretentious,

In noticeable dimples in cheeks and a smile,

That warms the soul, free, so bashful,

And it can slip away, it is unsteady.

And let it seem to you that all this is ostentatious,

Emotions are callous, a smile is stretched, tenderness,

Not everyone can enjoy that spring

To open up to feelings, to be serene again.

After all, many are unaware of all these experiences,

They only know from movies and romance books

Others are disappointed, for them – suffering,

And they quench the bitterness in the knowledge of wine, intrigue.

Love cannot be ostentatious, in quotes,

She was born to suffer and rise again

She lives only with those who believe in fairy tales,

And it will become pleasure, faith and support.

Love is different, open and naive,

Slightly hidden, wide open, where feelings are at a break,

So demanding and sad and happy

But more often we are carried away into the distance like a sincere impulse.

My mystery and my innermost secret,

It’s so good with you and my soul is pleasant

I can’t live a day without you

Lost peace and soul irrevocably.

You’re so free like a bird in the sky

You fly without barriers, crossing countries,

So graceful, like a wondrous swan,

I will not stop loving you in separation.

Come down to me in the arms of the clouds

Breathe into me all the tenderness, grace,

With you, everything is clear and easy together,

From now on I am ready to kiss your hands forever.

Tell me that you will never let me go

You will love meekly and tenderly,

And our life will become only full of gifts,

I am attached to you sincerely and hopelessly.

You are my eternal bliss

And sometimes a constant migraine

Perfection of all nature,

And in the spring, my blooming lilac.

You are my charm, grace

As the summer is warm all year round

I’m ready to disappear with you,

You are my medicine for adversity.

You are the light and the sun in the early morning

Dawn in the night… lightning in the dark

For some reason I am attached to you

I know you, the rest is lies.

Your persistence is inspiring

And beauty attracts strongly

Confidence helps a lot

And before you the enemies are powerless.

Your tenderness heals my heart

Fills the soul with warm bliss

And I often remember our meetings

For the wounded bird, it became the sky.

And in my dreams I fly towards you,

To enjoy the beauty of flight

Our earthly paradise will be with you forever,

Will connect love and tender care.

Before that she lived only in the gloom of the night,

And nothing at all pleased in this world,

I met amazing sunsets outside the window

A constant sadness reigned in her apartment.

I met him on a weekday so accidentally,

And plunged into his eyes as if into the ocean,

And this sensation was sweet in a new way

It was as if light was breaking through the fog.

And she became his fantasy and passion,

Filling his dreams with extraordinary beauty,

And my heart was so torn from a secret attraction,

And since then, her whole attitude has changed.

He created her from his dreams and all his fantasies,

Filling the soul forever with awe and grace,

And at the meeting he stuttered, and his legs were already trembling,

She resignedly stretched into a gentle embrace.

And suddenly her gray world changed again,

Longing and pain, all worries disappeared without a trace,

And since childhood, no one has treated so well,

His words were like blessed water for her.

She flew up and rushed to him like the wind,

Fearing nothing more in this wonderful world,

And she was amazingly beautiful at dawn

Taking dreams and fantasies like magic.

I love you, my wondrous creation,

You came down to me from those heavens

Where angels invite you on a date

And my heart aches from the abundance of miracles.

Eyes will warm me all year round

And the voice will absorb my character

With you on the wave, as if in unison,

My favorite idol, my fairway.

These memories are languishing in me

Breaking my heart endlessly

Sometimes, like champagne sparkles,

In a dream, I rush into the clouds again.

Where love knows no boundaries

Where they believe constantly, always wait,

They don’t play on the feelings of the passionate,

Where you are missed and called.

Years go by, time goes by quickly

Progress is moving forward rapidly,

For a long time not decari, but a digital tribe,

And the turbulent current won’t wait for anyone.

How did the stormy movement begin?

From computers, they entered our house,

And they became for children as a delight,

And our children write by hand with difficulty.

Mobile phones followed them,

Connecting everyone at once, everywhere and everywhere,

And the children found joy and communication in them,

They are so excited about this outlandish miracle.

Then tablets joined the family

And you can even have fun in the bathroom,

They filled your life with delight,

And to be always online is nirvana for you.

And constantly plunging into this world,

We may never return

And the children go out of the apartments a little,

The desire for progress is driving nowhere.

Live communication has become less,

Just sms, watsap and smiles,

And digitally created a social network,

Only files live in your head.

And I forgot how to get acquainted outside the network,

All our youth are online

Save them, they are our children,

Otherwise, say goodbye to the future.

Her eyes warmed his wounded soul immensely

He loved her constant attention so much

With perseverance I was afraid to destroy this miracle,

And the look was perceived as a gentle touch.

Years passed, he began to get used to it immensely,

To her smiles, tremors and languid breathing,

And I realized that I was not able to breathe without her,

And succumbed so timidly to the voice and charm.

Their meetings filled this life with meaning,

He felt her heart beating to tear

And even though I hurried to other things in the past,

I contemplated the moment that was insanely so beautiful.

I think it was no coincidence that I met at that moment,

And she warmed my heart with tenderness and grace,

In those days I got a whole ocean of love in return