To my favourite student Sonya
This poem I devote to my student I dote,
To my beautiful Sonya.
May be she’ll be a lawyer
As she hates deceivers
And think how to overcome rough rivers.
May be she’ll be an actress
As she can imitate anyone perfectly well
And her voice sounds like a bell.
So, may be she’ll be a famous singer
Or a well-known writer
As her imagination is great.
She would like to meet with the aliens
And get a residence on another planet.
I think if she now plans it
Without any debate
She’ll always be on a high rate
With a happy fate.
She could be a well-known designer
As her drawings are beautiful
With a lot of fantasy and still dutiful.
Life will show her which road to chose,
But I am sure she will never lose.
She will use all her talents
Not for her parents
But for herself
Understanding and value
The beauty of life itself,
Knowing that happiness is not in money
But in the days that are sunny,
In that one who is a crony
With a stony and noble action,
With the human attraction.
And here is, my dearest friend,
Something I would like to portend:
Your life road won’t be always easy,
Some days can be stormy or breezy,
But you must walk it with patience and valiance,
Hating any violence
And if fighting then only for peace and love.
For a king calling you: You are my dove.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Something about me
I will tell you about me like this:
I will never be tall,
I will never be small,
I will never be a man,
I will never be a football fan.
I would certainly like to have coffee in bed,
but it looks so sad,
as I’ll have to get up,
without any make up,
then … to dress, then to undress.
I will never jump as high as 2 meters,
because…I won’t be able to run up.
May be I could run up but…
I won’t be able to come off the ground
and everyone will laugh around.
I will never get a Nobel Premium
I will not live a millenium.
I will never sing at the Opera House,
I will not live in Laos
and a young guy will not tell me:
I love you and miss.
But now, I know quite well,
there is something I have to tell
to my grandson, to my dearest one.
I have passed through all.
Now you are tall.
You have to understand,
it’s not so easy to live on this Land.
You are free to chose,
but I don’t want you to lose.
I haven’t become this or that
but I never regret of the passed days.
I will give you nothing
but my life experience.
and without any interference into your life
I would like to say:
Have patience!
Have enough valiance!
Never think about vengeance!
Give to older ones reverence!
Live your life with prudence!
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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I Go My Way
I go my way night and day.
Sometimes I doubt and want to shout,
Can’t sleep at night and….
Not so sure if I was right.
But I go my way night and day
With the alarms and worries,
With the flurries and hurries,
More often with beautiful sunny days,
Sometimes with colds and rains.
But in the distance I see the dawn,
It illuminates my life and my dreams.
At these moments all worries are gone
And I like to face new life streams.
Now I know that it’s my way,
I will go on it day and night.
If needed then I would fight.
Let my way be not so easy,
But breezy, with lots of fantasy.
In motion I see the sense.
Every day is a new commence.
I wonder what lies ahead
But it’s not just my curiosity.
Every day I will act instead
And my days will be full of Gods charity.
Every day for me is a new chance
To come closer to my dreams.
Every day is a new glance
On the life with different gleams.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 5th of March,2011
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Happy Birthday!
My dearest Sonja today is fifteen,
She is her parent’s queen.
She is so sweet and nice,
She is her parent’s prize.
On the 18th of April
She turned her life’s 16th page,
She is so beautiful at her teen age.
Happy birthday, my dearest student!
Be always prudent!
May all your wishes come true,
May all your days be sunny and the sky blue.
I wish you fine and simple pleasures,
I wish you all of life’s best treasures,
I wish you all the years of laughter,
I wish you happiness ever after.
God bless you today and the whole life trough!
Happy birthday to you!
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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)
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Destiny
All our life is full of temptations,
aggravations, sensations, relations…,
good and bad morals,
trifling quarrels, insults,
disappointments and losses,
the worn out clothes,
treacheries and complaints,
events we can’t prevent,
some things we can’t withstand,
stresses and shocks,
difficulties to open some locks,
unpleasant deeds
Skillfully collected on the threads.
All our life is the urge towards light,
the fight with ignorance and harm,
ability to look for a charm.
Having knotted our weakness
we search for strength and happiness.
All our life is full of flights,
big and small victories
and memories of beautiful days,
lilac that blossom in Mays,
memories of happy years,
love that suddenly appears,
meetings with our friends.
That’s life! Full of events,
events which are full of happiness and worries,
sometimes with lots of hurries,
hopes and disappoinments,
mopes and compliments,
loves and hates,
Fools mates,
truth and lie,
black and white,
days and nights.
They all walk together
not caring about the weather.
All our life is a pattern of events.
Slowly but surely,
trying to find a harmony,
they make our destiny.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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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.
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Happy Marriage
A little bit confused was beautiful Spring,
She had to choose for life a bridegroom.
Who will give her a wedding ring?
Three men wanted to be her happy and bloom.
March, April and May vied with each other.
About their great love they quietly talked.
April was for Spring like a brother,
With March she just often liked to walk.
Timid March gave her beautiful primroses,
Out of snowdrops he made a wreath,
He didn't want to know any losses,
He promised her the whole world's wealth.
Delicate and sweet was April.
He gave her a necklace of brilliant drops.
The life with him could be stable, - he said,
She'd be rich and would get good crops.
A wonderful May pleaded Spring:
You are my love! Take my wedding ring!
Be quick, Spring! Be my wife!
We'd be happy together the whole life.
And Spring trusted the handsome May.
Without any delay she sewed the white dress,
For the veil she took the apples blossoms.
That was her best and the happiest day.
The whole world was whirling in the dance.
May was getting married with Spring!
The Earth was full of love and romance,
Happiness to all this marriage would bring.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
28th of March,2012
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I feel so bad without you...
I feel so bad without you,
All my dreams are about you.
I lie in bed, thinking of only you.
You are my dearest and nearest,
The only one and sweetest.
Out of all you are the greatest.
You are so delicate and good
You quickly change my mood.
Your love I prefer to any food.
I love you so much, my darling.
You always look so charming,
When telling me "Good morning".
I touch you with my tongue,
You are my song I'd sung,
With you I am always young.
Every morning when I wake up
I want to have your love cup.
And slowly with pleasure sup.
I don't want you to loose,
Out of all only you I chose.
With only you I like to booze.
All days with you are the fests,
You have already passed all tests.
On you my whole life rests.
You are my inspiration and muse,
To love you I will never refuse,
My lovely drink - an orange juice.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska(Odessa, Ukraine)
The 1st of April,2012
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Our life, our destiny
All our life is full of temptations,
aggravations, sensations, relations…,
good and bad morals,
trifling quarrels, insults,
disappointments and losses,
the worn out clothes,
treacheries and complaints,
events we can’t prevent,
some things we can’t withstand,
stresses and shocks,
difficulties to open some locks,
unpleasant deeds
skillfully collected on the threads.
All our life is the urge towards light,
the fight with ignorance and harm,
ability to look for a charm.
Having knotted our weakness
we search for strength and happiness.
All our life is full of flights,
big and small victories
and memories of beautiful days,
lilac blossom Mays,
memories of happy years,
love that suddenly appears,
meetings with our friends.
That’s life! Full of events,
events which are full of happiness and worries,
sometimes with lots of hurries,
hopes and disappointments,
mopes and compliments,
loves and hates,
Fool’s mates,
truth and lie,
black and white,
day and night.
They all walk together
not caring about the weather.
All our life is a pattern of events.
Slowly but surely,
trying to find a harmony,
they make our destiny.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Happy New Year!
I’ll put on the table a New Year tree,
The smell of pine needles will fill my flat.
Champagne, chocolate…and I’ll start my spree,
With three candles I’ll chat.
These candles will be my spiritual world,
The lonely party is always free.
My heart will be twirled and purled,
Curse of troubles these candles will be.
With champagne I’ll fill the crystal glass,
I’ll say many thanks to the old year.
You were generous but you’ve passed,
Now I’d like to say: “Good bye, my dear! ”
I will never forget you my old friend.
You’ve given me so many wonderful days
I’ve managed to overcome all troubles
I’ve happened to see beautiful rays.
Exactly at twelve I’ll make a wish.
I won’t ask for a golden fish
It will be my heart and soul agreement,
It will be my life’s equipment.
As anyone I would love to be happy.
As anyone I would love to dispel all doubts
To be always merry and cute,
To be out of danger and crazy shouts.
I would like a success enter everyone’s door
I would like the loved ones always be near.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
In the New Year everything should be clear.
Meet the New Year with a kind smile!
Don’t curse our sinful Earth!
Let the New Year be peaceful! Be agile!
Remember the day of Jesus Christ birth.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 30th of December,2011
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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
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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
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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)
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Smile!
The anguish in your eyes?
Change the lenses!
The winter in your heart?
Fill the light! Be smart!
Someone betrayed you?
Says: Don't love you?
Forgive that hurt!
It's just a bullshit.
You are feeling nervous?
Drink tea with sweet honey!
You won't buy health for money.
Your days are blue and gray?
Take the guitar and play!
Greet every new day with a smile!
Anything that happens
It's just for a while.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 3rd of February,2012
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Life
Life is the sun in the day time.
Life is the beautiful chime.
Life is the moon and the stars at night.
Life is the birds flight.
Life is the mountains you climb.
Life is to share the last dime.
Life is a tale, a big surprise.
All around look so nice!
But if you see life in different way
With only dirt and violence
And you don’t hear the silence,
Life for you is a grim and an evil,
It looks you are paired with devil.
You pecked him on the bait,
With his help your life you create.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
The 3rd of March,2011
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Believe In Your Star
Live…Breathe…Believe in your star…
It is with you wherever you are,
It never leaves you for a moment,
The saint light is in its current.
In storms it helps to reach the land,
Its warmth it gives to you my friend,
It cherish you and gives you strength,
It leads you through the whole life length.
It lights up your soul when it pains,
It brightens up your days when rains.
It gives the warmth to your heart,
It shows you the right way to start.
Until the last breath it will shine,
That magic star of yours and mine.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 10th of November,2011
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Your Love
Your love is a beautiful grin,
Your love is a star in my arm,
Your love is a voice of the violin,
It gives my life such a charm.
Your love is a sparkling diamond,
A diamond which do not need polish,
Your love is a beautiful island,
With each day it only flourish.
Your love is a paradise with angels,
It makes me feel always young,
Your love for me is just happiness
With love songs being high-strung.
Your love is like a fresh wind,
Your love is like the sunshine,
It warms my sensitive skin,
It cools me in the hot time.
I don’t need wine to be drunk,
I have your love to be sunk.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
January the 3rd,2011
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I am the one of those.....
I am one of those who likes to live,
to be a friend and to forgive.
I am one of those who hates a lie,
if it were for me a war I would deny.
I am one of those who likes to dream,
if to play games then in a family team.
I am one of those who likes to sing
and listen to the bells ring.
I am one of those who likes to laugh,
the time with my dear ones is not enough.
I am one of those who likes fairy tales
and I know that even a hero sometimes fails.
I am thankful to my God and ask our Lord
to prolong my days
so that to look for the new ways.
I am one of those who tries to find the door
leading to more happiness,
I always try to avoid loneliness.
I am one of those who likes to give,
I am one of those who likes to live.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
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Elsa And Joan
Elsa and Joan were truthful girls,
But just for fun they lied only once - on their day of birth.
On the 6th of April someone asked them:
When is your birthday?
Elsa used to say: It was yesterday.
Joan used to say: It will be tomorrow.
I will meet my dearest fellow.
The next day they were asked the same question.
And…the answer was just the same.
I don’t want anyone to blame.
But…. what is your suggestion?
When were they born?
Here I would like everyone to warn:
Getting the wrong answer
I will know for sure that….
You are a romancer.
If your answer is right
I will know that you like to fight,
You are very good in logic,
And… are very found to risk.
Your character is Nordic,
You are not psychic
And ….like to relax
And… have a beautiful sex.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 27th of December,2011
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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
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