Sad poems on the theme of love Feeling

Feeling

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Who was his father - it does not matter

A mother just gave birth only,

In fighting for the honor of his courageous,

He packed up and left.

Start was unsuccessful -

Blind, nearly crawling

In landfills, the backstreets zlachnym,

Search for yourself right there.

It was cruel, compassionate

Only the angels in heaven holy,

Beautiful words are not many know

But how blaming him for what ?!

Such learned in life!

Graham, and so had to blush,

Why it came to us?

Why should love be called?

What about him? Next let the walks?

Post a trifle? May soon be gone?

Push, since his life is pushing?

Or take a chance - let live.

Or leave everything as it was?

And almost without love luck ...

And this feeling to us in a hurry,

For us, it took a hell.

Favorite

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How do you want me to quit sometimes

Family, friends, those blue distance,

In that calling, beckoning star

And to whom I shall reach almost.

One you want to give a breath

Born and those that are not conceived,

But I can not in any way to cross

Threshold doubt mercilessly crucified.

You understand? Excuse me? Maybe razorvesh

The thread that shakes us to the precipice,

But you're falling and perish,

Believe me, there surviving and winning does not happen.

Author Eleni Kerr

New humorous poems about the philosophy of life

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Like dawn, I have windows

Zastynu Again, I'll wait,

I'm already tired of one

Stand, stand, stand ...

You meet every day,

I do not blame for being late,

Doubts restless shadow

I drive, I drive, I drive ...

It seems from afar -

I want to avoid mistakes,

I have not forgotten yet

To forgive, to forgive, to forgive ...

As you do not believe I can not,

Do not push down. I do not buy

You either friend or foe -

Love love love.

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I'm afraid my holy years

They finished in the same hour,

When the magician Nature

I showed to the show.

She grew up without unnecessary disadvantages

Forgotten it was overgrown,

I handed out a lot of orders,

It has long claimed their time.

Now for that no recall

That upset, you laugh,

And I forget the rest -

On this I put up with the past.

About now a word -

Until otzhito it,

And the future is not prepared,

And it is there, whether - all the same.

Author Eleni Kerr

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Do not forget that life is always beautiful!
Do not forget that life is only one!
And let her vicissitudes and dangerous,
Yet it is interesting!

And on you, you must understand, is dependent,
What kind of life you live, my friend!
Tell me, and if your thoughts are pure?
Oh, and what do you suddenly tensed?

You're waiting for good, so be kind to himself!
The heat you want, because the Dari warm!
And it is fun to live boldly
And become the favorite to luck!

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Random people do not meet,
After just appointed destiny ...
And, then, it turns out that's for sure,
That is not by chance that we agreed with you ...

After all, it was necessary to train the world to try,
To a certain day, in a measuring hour
Could one place we encounter
And the fate united us ...

And just such a gift bestowed upon us,
Let's always keep it from harm ...
We are the best prepared for the case -
Wonderful Life ticket ...

Sad love poems to the guy and separation

You do not call

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You do not call me, I will not come back,

Bridge destroyed, look, only the ruins of it,

And for them to go over the abyss, I am afraid,

Why not call when I passed half?

You do not look for all the tracks covered with snow,

Snow lies deep, do not get on it,

Do not worry, we quietly when Melo

All chalk, and chalk, and now, well try.

Do not write, do not reach the postmen here,

Your blue envelope will be somewhere collecting dust,

Here the roads are not built, and the letters do not wait,

Here, everyone knows - nothing happens.

Here the peace and quiet, just a little noisy ivy,

Even the time comes here very rarely,

Far from me, but then you'll see - shivering

Autumn Leaf on old pokruchennoy branch -

Delay, take your time, maybe it's hello,

Letter from me from given cried down.

The world was, I was only in it no more,

I'm sorry that it happened, I did not want to.

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You hugged me gently by the shoulders,

With a smile, he looked into my eyes,

I walk in the park with us a summer evening,

All "can not" breaking all the "impossible".

With you, we sat holding hands

On the bench of the cut grass,

Oak we covered, from heaven shone barely

The moon through the lace curtains of foliage.

Each other about love there we were whispering,

Without a word, a touch moist lips,

We have watched the stars and the silent,

I sigh in the excitement of a good old oak.

You forgave me all past mistakes,

I do not feel more guilt,

I flood with joy in your smile ...

It's good that there are in the world of dreams.

Author Eleni Kerr