For every woman
For every woman my advice:
It is certainly nice
to read Kama Sutra,
to know who was Palaliputra.
But… when your husband is hungry
You better be in a hurry
And take another book
which tells you how to cook.
After a good and tasty meal
he will satisfy your will.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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I am here...
I am here to give you an advice,
I hope it is nice.
If a woman is not right
Please, don’t try to fight
But ask her to forgive
And a tender kiss give
But when a woman is right
You better don’t show your fright.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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An Ideal Husband
An ideal husband doesn't argue,
He never squabbles or swears,
Only about his wife he cares.
He always says kind words,
Doesn't do anything that hurts.
Doesn't play cards or guzzles away money,
Days and nights repeats: You are my honey!
Out of the rest he is much wiser,
He is not poor or a miser.
In all he is good and so nice,
Always gives a good advice.
An ideal husband is very strong,
And his wife is never wrong.
Even in bed he is the best,
Every day with him is a fest.
At other women he never looks,
And plus to that he nicely cooks.
He is so handsome and not boring,
And you will never hear him snoring.
His wife is blameless and so gorgeous,
She goes out and he's not jealous.
In all his wife he loves to assist.
Does such a husband really exist?
It seems he can be found only in dreams.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 22 of September,2012
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A man has to know
A man has to know how to cook, to sew and knit
And may be to iron a bit.
But it’s only in one case
Which you have to face.
Even saying “honey”
He doesn’t know how to earn money.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Othello
Theatre is not his passion,
but once a year
As for a good lesson
he takes his wife to listen to “Othello”,
To see that jealous fellow,
for her to know –
husband can be strict
and makes his own verdict.
Larisa R Odessa, Ukraine)
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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)
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The Formula of Love
Man's logic is so illustrative and simple,
He thinks he is so nimble.
Remembering the words of the great Pushkin:
"The less we love a woman the more she likes us",
He is neither in a hurry nor in a fuss
To express his feelings and…. Alas!
There is nothing more here to discuss
From the attitudes of the poetic lyrics.
Pushkin's words are not yardsticks.
The times have changed
Everything has been rearranged.
Today a woman would say:
"The less you love me the more I'll love the other men."
Hey, man! A woman is not a hen. Do you understand?
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
March 26th,2012
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Formula of Love
Man's logic is so illustrative and simple,
He thinks he is so nimble.
Remembering the words of the great Pushkin:
"The less we love a woman the more she likes us",
He is neither in a hurry nor in a fuss
To express his feelings and…. Alas!
There is nothing more here to discuss
From the attitudes of the poetic lyrics.
Pushkin's words are not yardsticks.
The times have changed
Everything has been rearranged.
Today a woman would say:
"The less you love me the more I'll love the other men."
Hey, man! A woman is not a hen. Do you understand?
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
March 26th,2012
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At night
A woman who drives a car at night
Can shine as the moonlight.
You will notice her by all means.
But… it seems
She will not notice you,
You will not have time to skew.
The result you know –
Blow, carburettor’s flow, tow….
So?
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Life is short
It seems you forgot, our life is short.
There is no time to beg or extort for support.
Learn how to live yourself.
Take a book from the shelf and…
Delicately leafing page after page
you will find a wood sage.
People are like books,
some of them are good,
some of them are bad,
some of them are just mad,
some of them are not sassy,
they look more glassy,
they are not gassy,
they are classy
like books on the shelf
waiting for a warm hand.
Milliards of people are on the Land,
each one needs the right hand
so that to open it like a book and read.
If you manage to do it
you’ll succeed to learn a lot.
Remembering that life is short
you’ll learn how to burn the useless things,
how to leave the one without a gun
who troubles brings,
how to live with those you adore,
And… much much more.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Oh, God! Give me the strength....
Oh, God! Give me the strength to forgive
Even when I was not forgiven,
No one to humiliate or to offend
Even when I was humiliated or offended
Give me the wisdom to be always fair,
Teach me to fly and not to be scared,
Not to be indifferent to the neighbors,
But to live and create for world's favors.
If I doubt to ask my heart for advice
As my heart never tells me lies.
If I'm wrong to apologize,
Insult and hurt not memorize.
Seven words I'd like here to say,
They help me to greet each day,
They help to love and live,
They help me to believe,
They help my pain to relieve,
For me they are the main:
TO UNDERSTAND and TO ACCEPT,
TO THANK, TO LOVE and TO FORGIVE,
TO LEARN and TO BELIEVE.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 18th of June,2012
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Do You Believe Me?
Do you believe me?
I do.
Give me your hand, we’ll fly.
I’ll help you, I do not lie.
Wait! We are not in a hurry!
And… I am afraid.
Don’t worry! I am your aide.
I am scared. Hold me tight
And never let me go!
I’ll be forever with you,
You have to know.
Do you love me?
Be honest!
I do. I am the maddest
And would like to tell you the truth:
From my very early youth
I was afraid to fly.
May be because I was too shy?
But you inspire confidence in me.
Now I can see,
Together we can do anything.
I love you too and it’s true.
Now look! I am flying.
With the birds I am vying.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 11th of September,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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A Real Man
A gentleman says:
May I meet you?
May I come?
May I help you?
A good man says:
I’ll meet you.
I’ll come.
I’ll help you.
A real man says:
I am coming!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 25th of December,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!
Hurry up to fall in love!
Be surprised how beautiful it is!
Hurry up to speak of love!
Realize that these words can anyone please.
To give yourself to others –
What happiness it is!
All people are sisters and brothers
Take care of friendship, please!
Don’t hide the feelings of admiration!
It’s a foundation of love creation.
Use your brain but more imagination
If you want to find the right station.
Hurry up to be needed by someone!
Don’t suffer of senseless doubts!
Everyone on the Earth needs love,
No one wants the bailouts.
Hurry up to mourn and even to cry!
Those are forlorn whose eyes are always dry.
With every breath the time runs out,
Every moment of life is a gift beyond any doubt.
Don’t break the harmony of life
For the only sake of a strife.
Have a look at the situation twice or even thrice
You will find for sure a compromise.
Hurry up to love the rain and the snow!
Hurry up to love everything that grow!
Hurry up to love the hot and the cold
Hurry up to love the young and the old.
Hurry up to live in winter and summer!
Find the beauty in autumn and spring!
Appreciate a farmer who works hard
And…present you a pumpkin on Halloween.
Hurry up to listen and hear!
Feel the souls of those who are dear!
Hurry up and be happy today!
Nothing for tomorrow delay!
Summing up I repeat again:
Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 22nd of December,2011
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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If
If your shirt has no button
and your trousers are roughen,
if your jacket is so crushed
and your carpet needs a brush,
if you can’t find a clotheshorse
and all the time curse
There is only one way out:
to marry or divorce.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I Am Going My Way
I am sinful, not trying to be saint,
Just want to live, not to complain.
I am a woman with a feminine beauty,
Just want to love, not to be snooty.
I can be giddy, behave as I am a queen,
But with an open soul say what I mean.
Down on earth I am, not in paradise
I get what I give, this I well realize.
I see the richness in the sun and the rain
Don't like pittance, truth is the main.
Avoiding a scam, I am going my way,
I am as I am and as such I will stay.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 15th of August,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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I am sinful...
I am sinful, not trying to be saint,
Just want to live, not to complain.
I am a woman with a feminine beauty,
Just want to love, not to be snooty.
I can be giddy, behave as I am a queen,
But with an open soul say what I mean.
Down on earth I am, not in paradise
I get what I give, this I well realize.
I see the richness in the sun and the rain
Don't like pittance, truth is the main.
Avoiding a scam, I am going my way,
I am as I am and as such I will stay.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 15th of August,2012
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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An accident
Here is a short story that made me worry.
When I was in a hurry crossing the street
I didn’t notice what the traffic light showed.
When I realized the situation
I was shocked and terribly frightened
Hearing the squeal of tires.
I looked at the driver,
His face had a desire to say the words of humiliation,
I had no time for deliberation
So I blew him kisses
And it was my salvation as he gave me…
You know what? A smile!
And I began to cry like a crocodile.
After that accident I know
What a weapon a smile can be
And a kiss can be a fee.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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It was the dark night
It was the dark night,
the 31st of October.
Shakespeare didn’t sleep.
His thoughts were so deep.
He waited for a witch to come
to finish his drama,
to find the conception
of love deception.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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From the Dating Site
I am tall one when on the hills.
Kind one if he my life fulfils.
Would like some battles with him., , , but…
Only in case if he doesn't destroy my skills.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 13th of February,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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