Poems from that notebook

bad dream

The floorboards creak softly
The spirits do not sleep.
Or am I dreaming?
Someone's faces flicker.

Scary blue masks
You are all from a spooky tale.
Wii, vampires, devils,
You are all messengers of death.

  Brownie

I believe in fairy tales, they have power over me,
I know, at midnight, quiet, white brownie,
Keeper of the house from trouble and grief,
He comes and quietly argues with the clock.
He talks to the old closet for a long time
Whose door hurts so much from time to time
He lights a cigarette from the moonbeam,
He walks around the house looking for something.
We whisper in our ears hundreds of stories, fables,
And in a dream we consider it the creaking of the floorboards.

  Cards

What a humiliating role - to be the third!
Two ladies and one king. Answer me!
Where will the cardboard be brought, how will the card lie down?
To me? What if the opposite!?
Where will fate order?

  old dreams

How many years, my God, how many years
Under the voices of others, I open my mouth,
Take away the stars, put out the light,
Turn off the set of marvelous notes!
Otherwise, do not get out of the network,
I am a slave of the black disc
How children dream of a miracle
So I dream that I am an artist!

  stay the same

November 16, 1983
Across…
I turn to my future self
Which will be in 20 years!
You hear: “Don’t you dare become everyday!
Do not dare to extinguish the light of the holiday in yourself!”
It may seem naive
After all this time,
Which adult dares
Burn with your own light?!
“Better not stand out!”
It's a familiar motto!
They try to hide behind
And move, fall down!
Will I be the same?
Will I be silent about meanness?
I will forget about today's "I",
And will my conscience sleep peacefully?

Diploma

It's over, but I don't feel happy.
With joy, I do not forgive, they forgive me.
The blue book is my only result!
It ended, perished, that which gave birth to many lines!

There is no one to blame for their eternal misfortune,
Easy, I was looking for a way for myself!

Phone number 106-18

106-18,106-18 Alarm, alarm, alarm in me!
In a dream, in reality, I do not dare to surrender,
The desire to break through the tube to you!
I pick up again and drop again
Hearing your voice painfully dear!
I remember my love, I know, I know
You can't follow my path!