Freedom is the blue sky. Freedom is the bright sun. Freedom is the cool air. You can't own my freedom. Freedom is a song of…
Category: Poetry
Feel The flatness of the sea, The expanse of the island, The concavity of the sky. Sense The swelling of waves, The growth of mangroves,…
Perfection is the way you talk. Perfection is the way you walk. Perfection is the way you dress Sometimes in more, Sometimes in less. Perfection…
My accent is my fingerprint: I was born in Smolensk. My accent is my memory: I lived in Moscow. My accent is my enemy: I…
In every painting there is pain. Every stroke is a drop of a tear. Every tear is a drop of paint. Every canvas is my…
Am I a random switching of the brain cells? Am I a function of chemical processes Governed by simple laws of physics? Am I fluke…
I am washed away by rain. I am dried by the sun. I am shaken by wind. I am wrinkled by time. I am but…
I beg you to let go! But your grip grows stronger. Your fingers are like snakes: They tighten around me Suffocating me slowly. I hear…
It's OK to feel happy. It's OK to feel sad. It's OK to feel powerful. It's OK to feel powerless. It's OK to feel strong.…
Billion strikes of a hammer chisel a sculpture. Billion tears of sweat mourn countless failures. Billion muscle fibers ache in agony. Billion nerve cells pulsate…