Selected poems
Egor Rybakov
© Egor Rybakov, 2018
ISBN 978-5-4493-9514-6
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THE PHENOMENON CHRISTINA
My mystery and my secret,
You are so good and the shower nice,
I can’t live a day without you.,
Lost peace and soul irrevocably.
You’re as free as a bird in the sky,
Fly without obstacles, crossing the country,
As graceful as a Swan.,
I won’t stop loving you apart.
Come down to me in the arms of the clouds,
Breathe into me all the tenderness, grace,
With you together everything is clear and easy,
Ready now forever your hands to kiss.
Tell me you won’t let me go you’ll never,
Love you meekly and gently,
And our life will be full of gifts,
I’ve become attached to you sincerely and hopelessly.
PSYSUCCESS 11 PROCRASTINATION
Procrastination-in psychology, the tendency to constant postponement of very important and urgent matters, leading to life problems and painful psychological effects.
And you didn’t know that Procrastination was yours.,
Can increase creativity and talent?
And no matter how scary the term is,,
And the character is not an Amateur.
I will tell you honestly, many of them suffer,
Bill Clinton always changed everything in his speech,
Last minute, not everyone knows that.,
But along with this eloquence is not lost.
Wrote da Vinci’s “Mona Lisa” almost 16 years,
And “Last supper” for three years prepared,
In history left an indelible mark,
He painted and built great masterpieces.
And architect Wright abandoned the whole project.,
Almost a year until the customer reminded,
For 2 hours, he drew a plan for the object,
And in the perfection of his creation fulfilled.
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THE REFLECTION OF YOUR SOUL
When autumn comes and darkness outside the window,
Soul so eager for freedom and so warm,
And all this fascinates like a dream,
All you see is a reflection through the glass.
Suddenly you realize that you have a miracle,
As a mystery, it is not subject to anyone,
And in this world immensely sweet and cozy,
When you are always the heart and soul of waiting.
Is this happiness? When you don’t need anything,
Only the contemplation of the eyes, her warm breath,
Not scary any more snow and even rain,
And my heart stops in wonderful anticipation.
And let no one see the simple magic,
And it’s a world long hidden from the eyes of strangers,
Change from eternity like witchcraft,
A world where your thoughts, no soul…
SHE IS BEAUTIFUL LIKE A STRONG WIND
She is beautiful like a strong wind,
Free and easy with a pure soul,
So similar to the memory of summer,
Wash away all your sorrow with his hand.
With her life is so simple and so clear,
Without lies and pain, disappointments and separation,
In their aspirations is open constantly,
And the memory of her keeps me awake.
Always hugs, kisses when meeting,
Will give the charge limitless good,
And if you need a little passionately indulge,
Gonna stay together right up to the gentle morning.
Soul rushes forward and violently sick,
After all you came from’s dream and my fantasies,
You’ve rekindled your soul, my Lilith.,
You always save yourself from your own desires.
SHE CAME DOWN FROM THE SKY TO HIM WITH A PICK
Flying months and years, nothing, alas, not surprised,
And he wanted to become a child again and fly,
And more surrounding life not inspired,
Long dreamed endless longing to overcome all.
Its he met among people accidentally,
Again the soul is opened and heart pounding,
And soon he became attached to it unusually,
Was accustomed resented, that on him she missed you.
And his life again became so beautiful,
He was always happy and full of energy,
He was not afraid of feelings that are so dangerous,
And they were all filled, so he asked the stars.
And time again filled with trembling his soul,
He was ready to tell her to keep forever,
They overcame the pain of eternal separation anxiety and,
She came down from the sky to take him with him.
SHE WOKE UP WITH THE FEELING THAT ONLY HIM SHE WAITED
Storms and blizzards constantly rattled eternally,
And surrounded by a continuous stream of people,
The soul was torn, love asked constantly,
And life not evolved, if rock.
And suddenly out of a man’s heart to see her stretched,
Waited and suffered regularly every day,
And again, all over again continuously spun,
Destroying the pain inside her and all her migraines.
And the sun again became so magically,
Time stopped as if for a moment,
Plunged headlong into this eternity,
And everything was in full swing and became violent obsession.
His love filled his soul, inspiration,
And from now on, she never lied again.,
Woke up early in the morning with a feeling,
That only his always meekly waited.
HAPPINESS IS