Author of quotes: Victor Kulle

The Charter look good - good
to otkrenivat evil from evil,
smell returning to pen tests,
that youth was still.

Here is a luxury for the weak-sighted eyes:
enthusiastic branches spreading,
sticks self-sufficient greens
under a sheet of rain.
And, for aimlessly lived years
Executing adept at rhyming mind
suddenly notice the beauty of nature
in which - boom-boom.

I'm alive: breathing, dry, eat.
What did I do? And why?

Horror night in the Morse code.
sent to nowhere.
You're Ded Mazay. We are the hares.
Rises water.
Philosophizing aside,
all obscures only
just save and have mercy.
Or - at least - hear.

We have exceeded your limit
and lost grace.
To be back people
and any way to justify
the fact that we smoked the sky, -
need echo to repeat the fact,
what over the dead mirror of water
sounded, dispelling the darkness.
forget about the groin and abdomen
and then the soul will come alive.

If there is no reply - why
to protest the silence of the heavens?
An echo from silence swaney,
than superficial rhetoric.

To release the poetic par
this is a function, not a gift.

The night is lit with snow.
All in slow motion.
To have no one with whom
in addition to his own shadow.