Poems from sbeeri

She is so busy In checking and testing Who is she that cause him to be as a fly at home   Rotating between rooms Like a humming zombie His...
Sixteen years old for ever My soul Sends light rays - embracing webs Like two projectors Through my eyes With its heavy diopters...
And when I take off heavy chains of the day Drowning deeply into painful helping sleep I dream of us as black doves In an unknown crowded...
Yorek is another consequence of The dark horror of our people A boy born on the early fifties From the bloody burned Poland Descendant of...
The cake of little Ukraine Was very tasting And every night Putin align it a bit He began with the Krim And it was very toothsome Then he...

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