Falls and flights
From the sky to the land –
It’s so painful!
First thought: Enough!
It’s the last flight.
But…then again look at the sky.
This is our human nature:
to be strange, strong and weak.
As only the wounds heal
we forget about danger
and again spread our wings.
We again long for the sky
surprising God with our wishes.
We believe only in good dreams,
try again to fly up
after so many falls and anguishes.
We have not enough life,
we have not enough sky,
we have not enough dreams and time.
Thousand times we make new tries
starting from the very beginning.
This is the rotation of life,
Falls and flights.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Why?
Life is not a tale.
You can many times fail.
Life is a science.
It's your reliance.
If you all the time learn
you will certainly earn
the knowledge you need
so that your life to feed.
You can be joyful and cry
and million times to ask:
WHY?
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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The dreamers
We have thought up each other
Once to meet and realize
You can be the only lover,
Intelligent and so wise.
You and I are so romantic
We can’t live without love dreams,
Only love protects from panic,
Only love can give us wings.
We don’t need riches and gold,
Reciprocity of feelings is a reward,
Our love for us is gold
Given to us by our Lord.
We are both the dreamers,
Let them say we are just mad.
But how much I love your touches
And never feel with you so sad.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Falls On Me
You see me hanging round
starting to swear about this black hole you've dug for me
and silently within hands touchin skin shock
breaks my disease and i can breath
and all of your weights
all you dream falls on me
it falls on me
and your beautiful sky
the light you breath
falls on me
it falls on me ahha
Your faith like a pain
it draws me in again
she washes all my wounds of me
darkness in my veins
I never could explain
and i wonder if you have ever see
Will you still believe
and all of your weights
and all that you dream
falls on me
it falls on me
and your beautiful sky
the light you breath
falls on me
it falls on me
am I that strong
to carry on
have i changed your life
have i changed my world
could you save me ahhhhha
and all of your weights
all you dream
falls on me
it falls on me
and you beautiful sky
the light you breath
falls on me
it falls on me
and all of your weights
all you dream falls on me
it falls on me
and your beautiful sky
the light you breath
falls on me
it falls on me
ahhhhaha yea ahhhah yea
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It could be so nice....
It could be so nice to learn how to fly.
Though it’s a difficult task, but…
Let’s have a try!
It seems an easier task to learn to see a smile
among thousand of angry faces,
but… we are not on the races.
Let’s have a try!
It could be so nice to learn how to dream
and in the dreams to fly in the future.
It could be such an adventure
with knowledge to capture.
It could be so nice to learn how to believe
in love, in joy, in good and kind poems,
in awesome meetings that are random.
It could be so nice to see,
but better to understand,
yourself and others,
your fathers and mothers.
It could be so nice to learn how to live,
to admire the stars in the sky,
to watch the seagulls fly,
to catch and value the moment
with the short name – LIFE.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Life Experience
The more I live the more I am surprised.
There are still a lot of things to be realized.
The life flows like a river on the land,
The more I know the less I understand.
The more I give the less I get,
But my life style is: Never regret!
The time flies, it will never come back,
But the hopes still live with no lack.
Some people say: The less you know-the better.
But I think it’s not a laughing matter.
If you don’t know how to live now,
Don’t lose your courage!
In the best of my knowledge,
Speak out loud
And I am sure you’ll find the way out.
And I am sure you’ll be understood
As there are so many people
And most of them are so good.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Spring meets summer
I want to wake up in the morning before the dawn
And watch when spring dressed in the beautiful gown
Passes its crown to summer.
I want to open my door wide
And watch when summer as a bride
Excepts her sisters' presents.
And then I wish to walk with summer to the forest
And as a lyrist to watch the summers colors gamma,
To drink the freshest water from a spring,
To listen to the nightingales sing,
To feel myself as in a fairy tale
And have the greatest wish to sail
In the ocean of beauty and dreams
Feeling the warmth of tender sunbeams.
I won’t forget to set my sail before the sunset
And put my dreams into the poem
For you to take our life with charm and wisdom,
To know how much our life is a winsome.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Torments of love
There are moments in life
when you feel like to cry
and don’t really know why.
Your destiny gives you chances
to satisfy your fancies
But they are not always a success,
sometimes even a stress.
Yes, you splash out emotions
like an angry ocean a whale.
But what remains in your soul?
Is it just a growl?
You have already been indifferent to him,
it seemed.
But he still remains in your mind
And you try to find
The reason to forget him.
Were you just blind?
You want to leave everything behind
and ask your mind to be so kind to forget.
You beg your heart
to release your torments,
to forget all his comments.
You ask your mind
to be in contact with your heart
and not always be apart.
All your actions were unmeant,
all you wanted the love to send.
Now you are trying to forget,
but you can’t,
Then you think: Oh, yes! He had a grant.
You try to find his negative features
for your lonely creature.
You try to release your mind
but he still remains in your soul
playing the main role
in all your night dreams,
and it seems he is still everything to you,
it is so difficult to say adieu.
You had time to think how to keep him,
how to reap the fruits of love,
or may be to stay in good relations,
so that to avoid the separation,
or may be remain friends,
it could be a good amends.
But…your heart pains and the dreams remain.
Nothing you can change,
Nothing to arrange.
You did all to estrange your love.
The words I have said above
Are not for all.
It is just her little squall.
Now she is all alone.
Living on her own
somehow she will survive
and one day probably die.
Here I sigh and tell you good bye,
finishing this crazy lie.
Larisa Rzipishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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From the bottom of my heart
You have appeared in my life like a storm,
but… made me feel so happy and warm.
You knocked at my heart
and it has opened with a regard.
It knew quite well how to spell
the words of love and happiness.
It told me: Forget your loneliness!
Enjoy your life!
There is no need to dive into sadness.
You have subdued me by the sweet song,
My life has become so nice and strong.
And now my dearest one,
When the work is done
I am writing this short poem
for you to understand
that I never pretend,
I love from the bottom of my heart
which is always smart.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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To the Creator
You are with me in grief and happiness,
You are with me in joy and loneliness,
You are the One who gives me shelter and support,
You are my love and my reward.
You are the beginning of all and the end,
There is no one you ever offend.
You are my consolation,
You are my celebration,
You are my light
In the dark night.
In my perishable heart
I find the answers with your help,
You tell me which door to open,
You tell me how to dwell.
You tell me:
The sense of life is in one word:
Trust,
You tell me:
Don’t fuss, be cussed!
I can see my reflection in my children,
It means I am needed on this Land.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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It is so good...
It’s so good to be someones’ forever,
it’s so good to know that you are loved,
to know that your heart is so clever
and shares everything with your beloved.
It’s so good to be someones’ forever,
to know that your beloved will never lie,
to know that your beloved will always share
up to the end, up to the day you die.
It’s so good to hug the loving body,
to be together days and nights,
to feel the ice as a real hotty,
to dream together of the flights.
It’s so good to flow together
like streamlets in an early spring,
to feel yourself as a light feather
which is a part of an eagle wing.
It’s so good to warm you and be warmed,
to fresh each other as a rain,
to see in dear eyes love storms,
to travel life in one comfortable train.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
28/9 2010
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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It's so good.....
It’s so good to be someones’ forever,
it’s so good to know that you are loved,
to know that your heart is so clever
and shares everything with your beloved.
It’s so good to be someones’ forever,
to know that your beloved will never lie,
to know that your beloved will always share
up to the end, up to the day you die.
It’s so good to hug the loving body,
to be together days and nights,
to feel the ice as a real hotty,
to dream together of the flights.
It’s so good to flow together
like streamlets in an early spring,
to feel yourself as a light feather
which is a part of an eagle wing.
It’s so good to warm you and be warmed,
to fresh each other as a rain,
to see in dear eyes love storms,
to travel life in one comfortable train.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
28/9 2010
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Adieu
The autumn is crying,
cold rains denying,
North wind burns my face,
colorful leaves are flying,
as they are in a race.
I have parted with you
telling quiet adieu,
and it seems for good.
Not having heard I love you,
I quite well everything understood.
There was time I believed
when sweet words I received,
I just wanted to be loved,
but you simply deceived,
she has become your beloved.
You’ll be quite well forgotten
as your love was so rotten.
When my wounds are healed
I will start a new life,
in a new house, on my own field.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I Would Like
How much I would like
to slow the running life,
to stop this crazy race,
to talk with nature heart to heart,
to meet with dreamland face to face.
How much I would like
to stop the meaningless fussy life,
to stop the useless windmills strife,
to give way out of all my doubts,
to clean the sky from rainy clouds.
How much I would like
to give a free way to my thoughts,
to let them dance that magic waltz,
to let my soul a free flight,
to love, to dream at day and night.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Hot Summer
Burnt by the day time,
As it's terribly hot,
I cursed today's clime
About winter I thought.
Nights come with cool stars
It looks I can dream:
If apple-trees blossom on Mars,
What can be moved by steam.
Shut-eye can't meet with my thoughts,
Confuses them, not letting me sleep.
Is it the nature's faults?
Why does it hot days keep?
The city burnt in the molten furnace,
All for the day it managed to face.
I yarn, have two hours sleep before dawn,
The night has already gone.
Oh! It's my nature's drama:
In winter I dream about summer
When autumn comes I want spring
New wishes it will certainly bring.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 7th of August,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Angel
My angel visited my dreams tonight
And looked at me with sweet delight.
Listen-he said, and my heart gashed,
Crystal world of dreams has crashed.
I am leaving you, I'm fed up and sick
To save you from the mistakes in lyric,
Love is only and only an earthly thing,
Without my help you will better sing.
Don't fly away, - I begged him kindly,
Give advice how to live not blindly
Whom to forget and whom to listen to
Whom to believe and dedicate my life.
I am not an expert to give any advice
Many times was fooled, it wasn't nice,
You forgive me, I don't like a fraud,
I am not an adviser, you are with God.
At least protect me from love mistakes,
From falling in love and heart-breaks,
Send me happiness and joyful smiles,
Not bitter tears with one who riles.
Oh no! - He uttered with a kind smile,
I will leave you for a while without a guile,
You won't be able to see where real love is
If you are not deceived. Forgive me, please!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 24th of July,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Sonnet: Sufferings Make Us Stronger
If Life gets spent with troubles few and rare,
Susceptible, becomes the mind and weak;
When woes come back, man goes into despair,
And like a Lamb, innocent, he is meek.
When man has never felt the slightest pain,
The threshold falls to low levels with time;
A little touch appears painful again!
'Tis pain to ears that hear the bells just chime.
When troubles come, the heart and mind turn strong;
And suff'rings make one feel life's joys better;
Sometimes, it happens, we go in the wrong;
Avoiding struggles is the worst fetter.
One can't spend life in dreams often for long;
Nevertheless, laugh, smile, whistle a song.
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I love you
My heart feels your mood,
you are understood,
my heart feels every sigh of yours,
of course, I am just a moment in your life,
but… you can cut it with your knife.
Perhaps, I will never touch your skin,
but… I know what you mean.
Perhaps, I will never know
if your love would grow.
Perhaps we shall never feel
the warmth of our hands,
perhaps we shall never be together
On the beautiful land,
but… memories about me
you won’t be able to erase.
My image will chase you everywhere,
and don’t even try
to compare me with someone else,
as you’ll loose your own image
and will go to hells.
I’ll be everywhere:
in your thoughts and dreams,
and it seems everywhere around
but…sorry to say that: not found.
May be one day we shall meet,
but…when I see you
my heart will bleed.
And what about yours?
Of course, in a big crowd,
in the amount of millions
you won’t hear my voice,
you won’t see my eyes,
you won’t recognize
the one who really loved you,
the one who really entrusted you,
the one who didn’t want to say adieu
but… to say only three words;
I love you!
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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How much we would love to say....
How much we would like to say.
How little we say in reality.
How often we are afraid
And hide our souls in vanity.
How seldom we speak with each other
Because we are always in a hurry.
We make just a short breather
Thinking of our own worries.
How little we give the warmth
To those who badly need it,
Thinking of our own life storms
Write a short chit and forget it.
Wouldn’t it be better
To look at each others faces,
To ask questions that matter
And not to live as on the races.
Wouldn’t it be better for all
To see each others souls,
To break the indifferent wall
And make it the main goal.
Wouldn’t it be better if we start to speak
And tell the things we wanted to tell,
But we are still so tired and weak
And hide our souls in our own shells.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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To live on the real life rails
We often look for the one to be ideal,
but when we meet the one who is real
we give foolish criteria
and it looks as a mystery.
Expecting the one from the fairy tales
we very often get only fails.
We want to get everything at once,
to get our chance.
As a result we burn the time,
loose the last dime.
May be it’s more important just to live,
think how to give,
not only to take
or live for someone’s sake.
Our life is the only one
and all in it has to be done
so that not to regret,
may be something to forget,
think what is more important,
get out of the routine,
to build our own mooring,
and…during the life time
listen to the chime,
and…hear the bells
which tell how to live,
how to love,
how to create the things
I’ve told you above,
without any tales
but on the real life rails.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Poems And Music
Poems and music.
What a delicate unit!
I’ve tried to express it.
I’ve chosen simple words:
love, dreams, birds…..
They are the heart of my feeling,
they are my musical heeling,
they are reflected in my blues,
in beautiful and magic tunes.
Love melody a saxophone sings,
Sweet dreams my blues brings.
My lovely midnight blues!
It can’t be expressed in words:
love, dreams, birds….
My blues is in my heart,
have no wish with it to part,
but bring it to your tender arms,
for you to feel my blues charms.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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