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Those who live in pairs

Those who live in pairs are marked by destiny,
happiness and love are their majesty.
From time immemorial up to the present time
It was a big grief and sorrow
for a woman to become a widow.
Without beloved one life is wrapped
and waits for unexpected meeting.
Even if your destiny is tart
it’s much better than lonely weeping.
Gold and diamonds will not please
if your heart is not caressed.
Your life will not be at ease
without your dearest.
Only those who were caressed and loved
were Madonnas and Eves.
And for the right to be beloved
the queens used to leave their thrones
living sometimes in the hovels.
That’s what we know from history and novels.
But they were happy and thanked our Lord
for giving them love as an award.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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My Opinion

What is happiness?
What is loneliness?
What is love?
The questions I asked above
we ask ourselves & others often
up to the end, up the coffin.
I will tell you my opinion,
it is not the only one out of million.
That one is lonely who doesn’t love.
He walks his life on a slough.
People are like flowers
which bloom at a certain hour.
When the time comes
they show their charms.
A good gardener with patience
waits appearing the fragrance.
The one who loves
let aroma out of his heart.
His love is a beautiful art.
That one doesn’t know loneliness,
that one knows only happiness.
His heart belongs to others,
he worries about the loved ones,
he suffers together with them,
but behaves like a lamb
when they are joyful.
His life becomes eventful,
he has no time to be lonely,
he loves truly & sincerely,
he has no time for pondering,
he knows well what’s happening,
he forgets about himself,
his love he gives to others itself.
You can tell me:
But it is only half!
I will not laugh but tell:
Everyone wants to be loved as well.
When your thoughts & heart are in harmony,
when they just live in one company,
when they play one role
it’s already a whole.
The one who loves sincerely
can never be lonely,
he never asks for love in return,
that one only tries to learn
how they are and pray.
If you ask who loves more
meaning the one you adore,
if you don’t show your feelings,
if you don’t feel your heart beatings,
if all the time you measure and weigh
there is nothing more to say.
Love was not born yet
and I could only regret.
Around you is emptiness & coldness,
as a result you get your loneliness.
Why? ‘Cause other people feel it,
they try to escape it.
Don’t worry about mutual love!
Be in a hurry and let your heart free.
Like apples on a tree
your love has to grow,
your heart has to show
your kindness, your tenderness.
Show everyone that you are selfless,
then a miracle will happen.
You’ll get love in return.
Real love will be born.
Now you know what happiness is,
You never know loneliness as it is.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

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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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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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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Love of the stars

On the suburb of the Universe

the Beta star has lighted up.

I am here to make a verse

For those who are grown up.

His Majesty the Alpha star has seen her

and has fallen in love at first sight.

His nights has become so bright,

and somewhere even white.

At once he has sent her a ray of love

wishing to be her beloved.

Her Excellency the Beta star

has received that ray of love

and was so happy.

She flashed brighter,

her life has become lighter.

She has sent the ray of love in return

and her heart began to burn.

His Majesty the Alpha star

has accepted the ray of love from her

and went on to transfer his love.

He was so happy and has sent her a passionate kiss

for her to remember him and miss.

The Beta star has sent a passionate kiss in return,

and their passionate kisses have met in the Universe,

and of course, have flashed with passion.

They gave birth to so many new stars,

later they’ve become czars

in the sky, in the world

which is always twirled,

their love occupied the whole Universe and our Earth.

Now, every certain period of time,

the Alpha star and the Beta star

come to each other

as close as their orbits allow.

This fact we have to avow.

Creating new stars their closeness has become a magnetic one,

magnetic storms of love.

Every time when they approach to each other,

They both begin to spin,

to spin faster and without a sin,

always knowing:

every meeting will be a win.

Their forces become stronger,

and when they finally release their energy,

they send it to all the planets.

the Sun starts shining brighter,

the Moon and the Earth

and the whole Universe are in the rays of love.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

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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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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Happiness Of A Man

Happiness of a man is not in possibility to chose a woman out of a million,
Happiness of a man is in possibility to allow himself to be with the only loved one.
Out of millions there are hundreds of beauties.
Out of millions there are hundreds of jealous.
Out of millions there are hundreds of desirable.
But… they are not loved.
Out of millions there can be only one loved.
But… what happens in real life?
That one you really love is banned.
She is a wife of your friend,
She is banned by the time,
She is banned by the distance,
She is banned by the pride or prejudice or weakness.

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
24th of August,2011

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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His Majesty Accident

Accidental meetings,
accidental greetings,
accidental walks,
accidental talks,
accidental questions,
accidental answers..
But…suddenly…
What has happened?
Meetings, greetings,
walks and talks,
questions and answers
stopped being accidental.
Life has become sentimental.
Love has rushed into the circle
and quickly closed it.
Sleepless nights appeared,
calmness disappeared.
“I love you” instead of “hi”,
a wish to inspire,
a stream of desire,
a heart is on fire,
a wish to fly.
His Majesty Accident governs the Land,
playing games that were not planned.
It sometimes gives us another chance:
to live, to love, to be happy and dance.
It sometimes goes up, sometimes down,
it sometimes gives us a crown.
Everyone waits for an accident,
everyone wishes the happy end.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Hey There Beloved

Hey there beloved why are you walking away from me?
Hey there beloved don't you know all those gifts are from me?
Hey there beloved I carried you through your storms
Hey there beloved come back to me
Hey there beloved don't you know I'm waiting with open arms
Hey there beloved I wish you were not blind but could turn back and see
Hey there beloved don't you notice my art?
Hey there beloved my love for you is in every night sky
Hey there beloved look for my love in the sunset
Hey there beloved, the sun is for you
Hey there beloved the coolness of clouds is for your enjoyment
Hey there beloved I love you
Hey there beloved You can walk away

Hey there beloved it makes me cry when you chase other lovers, but
Hey there beloved I'll let you go because I want you to choose me
Hey there beloved I want you to learn to love me
Hey there beloved don't go to them
Hey there beloved they cannot fill you up
Hey there beloved, I'll never give up on you

Hey there beloved I'm full of tears
Hey there beloved I made you for so much more
Hey there beloved you don't have to dress like that
Hey there beloved they don't really love you
Hey there beloved you're more than just a body
Hey there beloved you don't have to try to be something you're not
Hey there beloved I still love you

Hey there beloved you don't have to earn my love
Hey there beloved those things won't satisfy you
Hey there beloved heed my voice that path will destroy you
Hey there beloved you're broken, but
Hey there beloved my heart breaks for you
Hey there beloved can't you see the brokenness?
Hey there beloved why do you ignore me
Hey there beloved.... I love you with all that I am
Hey there beloved, that's everything there is

Hey there beloved I love you with my entire being
Hey there beloved that's grander than the universe itself
Hey there beloved you've strayed so far away
Hey there beloved I'll always call you back
Hey there beloved I'll always be waiting
Hey there beloved I still love y-
Hey there beloved h--
Hey there be-----
Hey--------
H--------

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poem by David Knox
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In the Spirit of Rumi

I said to My Beloved
I love You
May I know You?
My Beloved said
I am unknown

I said to My Beloved
Still, I love You
May I see You?
My Beloved said
I am formless

I said to My Beloved
Still, I love You
Might I lose You?
My Beloved said
I am eternal

I said to My Beloved
Still, I love You
Might You leave me?
My Beloved said
I am always present

I said to My Beloved
I love You
My Beloved said
I am love itself

I said, O My Beloved

poem by Michael Shepherd
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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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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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Destiny

Sometimes I think I've lost my mind
I thought I'd left my past behind
I live my life and all I know is
Follow your dream and don't let go
No one can live for me
No one can see the things I see
I walk this road no one can tell me how to be
It's my destiny
There is no right, there is no wrong
There is no place where I belong
I've done my time I've held a strong end
My life is all about this song
No one can live for me
No one can see the things I see
I walk this road no one can tell me how to be
It's my destiny
If I threw it all away, would it change? (No)
I would live my life again, will you arrange it?
There is a magic in my heart
That I feel
Don't you know that God is love
And it's real
La la la la la la la...
No one can live for me
No one can see the things I see
I walk this road no one can tell me how to be
It's my destiny
My destiny
My destiny
My destiny
It's my destiny

song performed by by Lenny Kravitz
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My Crazy September Love

This autumn is so sweet,
it gives me so many presents,
this autumn is my best award,
this autumn is my golden lord.

I am lost in this warm September,
my love looks like ember,
but only with tender touch
it turns into a fire and burns much.

May be it’s my last flight,
so, I will hold it very tight.
I will not wait for the spring,
I would love in this autumn to sing.

This autumn is so lucky and crazy,
my lord calls me “my daisy”,
my lord calls me “my dove”.
Thank you my crazy September love.

Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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In the spirit of Rumi - 10

I said to My Beloved

You have given me all Your love;
I have given You all my love;
what more can I give to You?

My Beloved said

If you love Me, then show your love
by seeing, knowing, all
that happens to you in your short life
as gifts from Me..

all events, all acts, all thoughts,
all seeming accidents, all illnesses,
all that arises from your meetings with others,
all their words to you –
see them all as Me

I said to My Beloved,

O My Beloved, my love is great
yet my will is weak;
I love You as I love life itself -
help me in this!

My Beloved said

It will not be easy; for
this will be the measure of your love for Me…

My help is this:
every time you see Me in some passing moment,
in some passing event in your life
be it harsh, or seem unfair— yes,
especially in this, my fiercely loving love -
you will know My love for you
as you have never known My love
for you so great, so pure

I said to My Beloved

This hard and lovely thing, O My Beloved,
will be the measure of my love for You.

poem by Michael Shepherd
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Two souls

Everyone is many sided personality

and it doesn't depend on your mentality

if you want to meet another soul

so that to be together as a whole;

with your characters, deeds and actions

together come to a certain perfection

like diamonds polishing each other,

like diamonds sparkling together

reverberate in each others soul,

live together playing one role.

Larisa R (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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I Thank You

I thank you for the quietness,
For the bank on which I wasn’t left,
For your soul which gave me happiness,
For letting me know my craft.

Yes, I loved, but… in the way I could.
Yes, I laughed, but… in the way of my mood.
When falling down I drank and smoked,
But there were always prank and I joked.

I simply knew I was not lonely,
I didn’t repent, I didn’t pretend.
I only wanted my love to be holy.
But…it seemed…I was just mad.

I prayed for our love, but more for you,
I prayed for my God but more: to be always with you.
I didn’t divide: this is mine and that is yours
I always tried to accept you by the chores.

I fought with myself and with some from the rest,
I tried…. but never wanted to be the best.
I sometimes built the castles on the sand
But ….always wanted to live on the land.

You were sometimes like this or like that,
I was sometimes like that or like this.
You’ve used to say: Let’s hug and kiss!
I’ve used to say: Let’s just chat!

I am not perfect on the face and inside.
The life, my appearance and my world, corrects.
I’ve never wanted anything from you to hide,
I’ve never understood those who attention neglects.

I thank you so much and I quietly bow
For never having a big range of distance.
I just would like to show now
The real and true love existence.

I thank you for the truth in feeling,
I thank you for true love revealing,
I thank you for never knowing the kneeling
And… more than that: for my heart stealing.

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 4th of January,2012

This poem I devote to my husband, to my dearest friend,
who went to another world 8 years ago. He was the best in everything.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Destiny and death

Love is something you can’t control
Love can appear in great ways
But it can disappear in horrible ways
One day you love your soul mate
The next you don’t
It’s sad
You can’t do anything
You can’t escape destiny
Some are born to live happy
Others are born to live alone forever
But there are some who escape destiny
Get married be happy
…
For days/months/years
But destiny will come back
And hit you so hard that you lose everything
And the one you where in love
Gone
Money
Gone
Friends
Gone
Job
Gone
No more life
That’s why you shouldn’t run away
You have to face destiny and say:
…

…
Screw you
I’m making my own life
With or without you
I don’t care
.
After the fresh start as a bum
You start doing the job you always dreamed of
Have a real soul mate that never leaves you
When destiny wants’ to show up
After years of happiness
Death will ring at your door
Don’t shut the door
Greet him in
Tell him you want to say goodbye to your family
And then leave with him in a new place

poem by Nicolas Thomas
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