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  • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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    Lily

    Lily. Leela, Leela! I suffer Dreadful longing, I languish, I die, Extinguish the fiery soul; But my love is in vain: You're making fun of me. Laugh, Leela: you're…
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      Leda.

      Leda. Among the dark groves, under the shadow of fragrant lindens, In high fields, where the common pearls Swelled the waters of the silvery foam, Wavering in the gentle…
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      • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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        Larissa, I love your bold, free gaze..

        Larissa, I love your bold, free gaze.. Larissa, I love your bold, free gaze. , Unquenchable heat, open desires, And continuous kissing, And passions full conversation. Love…
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        • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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          Flying geese

          Flying geese I saw cranes today, They flew slender wedge, And morning, to joy my, Met the scream of cranes. Heard rustling wings suddenly, Wedge headed more to the North…
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          • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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            Beauty

            Beauty Rose quickly the sun with bed, Where slept behind a veil of clouds, Cloud eyes had turned bright red, Their brocade was wearing a ray of sunshine. Took up a new day…
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            • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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              Autumn

              Autumn I go by river meadows, Visible trace of diamond dew, Far the winter with its snows, Neither storm nor frost threatens. But the beauty of summer is already gone, It…
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              • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                The scarlet flower

                The scarlet flower Milk of September fog Autumn generously spilled around, Gray hair covered very early Still a bright green meadow. Warm days are short, Cold and frost…
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                • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                  Mirror water

                  Mirror water Like a mirror, the water of the river, Coastal in it and you, Moments of happiness are short: After all, the breeze playful. He does not need to waste energy…
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                  • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                    Morning meadows

                    Morning meadows In the meadows, in a fairy tale, on the morning of miracles, Nicer for the heart there is no picture, A tear hung from each blade of grass, And sun ray gilded…
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                    • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                      Mirror

                      Mirror Like a mirror, the water of the river, Although the mighty current, And only ripples Islands The surface spoil for a moment. Runs the beautiful river, It…
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                      • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                        Summer ball

                        Summer ball Came September, the second half of, Hoarfrost decorated the earth in the morning, Flying in the clear sky spider web, After all, Indian summer rules the summer…
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                        • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                          Wonderful tale

                          Wonderful tale Distant cares pale blue, In the bright glare of the solar river, White gulls joyful flock, And the buzzing of the may bug. On the trees the leaves are…
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                          • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                            The River Keila

                            The River Keila Yuri Tarasenko River Kayla smooth surface of water Fascinating look And rapids free Forms a waterfall. Zeal without taming, Water dance and sing…
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                            • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                              Dozhdik

                              Dozhdik The rain began unexpectedly cheerful, Need a place to hide soon, How long is he in the clouds in the sky wandering, Became the land of fun. Generously rain the…
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                              • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                                Water meadows

                                Water meadows Water meadows! Water meadows! For the eyes and for the heart I nice, Scattered around the colorful Blizzard. As carpets meadow are beautiful! The sun is up…
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                                • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                                  The smell in the morning

                                  The smell in the morning The smell of damp coolness of the grass, The sun sleeps, does not want to rise, Morning soon enters in rights, So opened the cover of the dark…
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                                  • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                                    Moon track

                                    Moon track The wind, sea slightly worried, And all around – black southern nights, The moon shines through the clouds, Lunar footprint is very attractive. He runs into the…
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                                    • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                                      Naughty-spring

                                      Naughty-spring Came naughty-spring, In views sparks lit up, Fires caused it, Fires were blazing everywhere. The fires of love burning in the spring, Bridges rotten…
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                                      • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                                        Scarlet dawn

                                        Scarlet dawn The distance is clear of the fog, Shone a mirror of the river, The sun is in the sky early in the morning Put the first brushstrokes. The scarlet dawn beauty…
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                                        • ivan-koshyolkin (25)in #poema • 7 years ago
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                                          Marvelous time

                                          Marvelous time Gold was scattered around, Falling leaves gives his predictions, In the morning in silver wonderful meadow, Quietly getting cold. They will bring snow, And…
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