Last Edited Elegy Poems (1,148)

This monument escaped destruction
Of Soviet's battles and revolution,
Like a church in Disney's fairytale
With bright rounded candles in the air,
Looking glorious, no melancholy trail
Hopes are strong, faith prevail.

Resembling tulip bulbs in the sky
Or intricate balloons ready to fly,
These cupola crowns reaching heaven
Do you think Russia is forgiven?
Opening turbulent, gloomy wars
With repeated sufferings and scars,
Tough harmony under the stars!

This moshpit of memories, it gnaws at the soul,
the acid tears pour, again hurt by the cold.
Powerless to silence your memory that I now endure,
to forsake this ghost of brotherhood, to suffer nevermore.

This ghoulish prison, a prison of the mind,
it leaves me wanting, begging to know why.
Why show me no mercy? Why'd you choose to die?
Why haunt me with memories without a goodbye?

Why?

On this spot, explorers arrived in Easter
Found carved stones from volcanic crater,
Giant figures shadow the island,
As if starkly saying, this is our land.
Our cruise ship made things so inviting
Free rubber boat rides were waiting
But this isolated park's not so seducing
Monolithic massive statues, not smiling
They look unhappy, grim a barren silence
Old Father Time darkened their patience!

"She doesn't like love stories ...
Love novels.
Love movies.
Love poems.
Reunions, happy endings, in love stories.
She thought love was an invention of weak spirits, like faith.
Unnecessary fragility. Source of dependencies and complications.
Loss of individuality.
She was not a cold or cold woman, she just did not believe and did not like the word love.
It satisfied the desire for sex not to create affections, commitments.

When she met him, she was already at a peaceful age.
He had built his life, free of permanent presence and longing.
For him, displayed back for the first time at the time of farewell.
For the first time I wanted to see someone again.
For the first time desirable to stay after the sacrifice or the body.
She said:
- Never say I loved or leave!
- I will never say I love you!

And the word love was a forbidden word.
Whenever he felt the word grow in him;
Whenever I knew he was a prophet, I shut him up.
It sealed the word in his mouth, with yours.
And the word love ... was silence.

He asked:
- Why don't you say the word?
- Why don't you want to hear it?
- Why do you make the word shame and secret?

She was silent ...

The promise made in a girl's bed was silent with a woman's hatred.
I was silent ... as I closed my ears to not hear a word.
He was silent, as he pursed his lips when the pediatrician said.

The word love, sign of acceptance, surrender.
The word love, word that would kill the girl itself.

She said to him later, almost in the following:
- Never say I loved or leave ...!
- I will never say I love you ...!

One day he didn't show up ...
The silence of love becomes unbearable
A new and unwanted feeling grew within her.
Try to ignore the body's call.
Shut the will ... Shut the longing ...

When you didn't resist.
When you give up the fight and receive yourself, turn it on.
He said sadly:
- I love you ....!
- ... and hung up.

He ran to her. He had waited so long for voice and word.
He opened a door to her house with a key that was hers.
The key she doesn't have before anyone else.

Written on the walls of the corridor, in the living room, going out to a street through the windows and blinds.
Written in red, as if organized inside, tearing, piercing walls.
Written all over the house,
was the word “I LOVE YOU”.

He saw her in bed ...
In the hands ..., a paper that said fired.
On paper, drawn by child's hands,
there was a smiling man holding a girl with wet eyes in revolt.
The man said I love you and smiled.
A word crossed out over and over ... until the paper is torn ...

The sky is green
And grass is blue,
When truth's a lie
And lies are true.
Black is white
Except "the man",
But day is night
Accept "the plan"
As some persue
an altered state,
Slick talk of
freedom subjugates,
Love is hate
War is peace,
Deceit expelled
From lips with ease.
Moons shine brightly
Suns grow dark,
Mums age spritely
Sons depart.
As it ever was
The same,
it repeats
But is this sane?
A worms a bird
my ears have seen,
My eyes have heard
The fault obscene.
Men are women
Boys are girls,
An episode of "Other World"!
Up is down
and down is up
Endless struggle
Nip and tuck.
Smile if you're sad
When happy frown,
Welcome to
our crazy town,
Where pride indeed's our folly,
The sky is green and falling!
WbJS 8/18/22

Like a fish bone knife
Patiently gutting stray clouds
For silver lining.

The thunder rolls above my head, some God is angry, something I said?
If lighting strikes then I am done, nowhere to hide, nowhere to run,
Did I take some name in vain? Release thy wrath? instill the pain?
God above will show his love when all obeys, what God says!
But I just don’t know what I should do, so many God’s, which one is true?
I think I will take a different view and be myself not follow you!
In this world of diversity who knows what’s right who knows what’s true,
I won’t take sides or follow blindly, I’ll be me, and I'll never deny your right to see, what’s true to you, is the way to be.

Many times I notice that empty space
beside or infront of me
as I eat my meals and feel this just is no way to be ...
Many instances I find something funny and I chuckle,
but can't help feel that it can be more of a good roar
if he were just here to laugh with me ...
and then some more ...
Many evenings or nights I can't help but wish,
for comfort ... that there's more
than the pillow to hug ...
in place of a warm living loved one
who can respond with his own embrace
that would feel so lovingly snug ...

Until he returns
back into my arms that miss him so ...
I try my best to catch and savor
every drop of happiness around me ..
And hopefully, with this poem
he will surely know...
That no problems, distance, or worries
can ever make me forget or not see
my deep-seated wish for him & I
to eventually become that " WE" ...

On Georgia’s hills nocturnal mist has sunk,
Aragva’s tearing along in noisy rushing;
I am so sad; my sadness feels so light,
My sadness is so full of you, my darling.
Of you and you alone ... My spirits low
Are all immune to the torment and suffering.
And heart’s on fire again, in love because
It can not ever go without loving.

1829

Remember the tide how it rises and falls,
Let’s pray, pray to God that it never should stop,
It’s same as our life, in the eve, in the morn,
Its wheel keeps on moving, no time for a halt,
It’s same as the tide when it rises and falls.

You’re seeing a woman, you think she is yours,
Your heart’s full of loving, she's all that you want,
But sweet turns to sour, it seems you’ve been wrong,
You know, things just happen, so now she's gone,
It’s same as the tide as it rises and falls.

You’re lonely again, but you feel you can go,
You cling to old dreams that you cherished so long,
You cling to old work, to old friends, you just hope,
While months turn to years till you feel young no more,
It’s same as the tide as it rises and falls.