poems [Theme] Page 2

distant province - War...

How can I please you now, mom?

If a person dedicates poems or songs to you, this is a reinforced concrete argument for the authenticity of his feelings. After all, he writes them from the heart, from a pure heart, thinking about you. This should be appreciated.

(Author: K. A. N)

He never knew how to draw, but he learned. To hide the marks he left on himself because of his love for you. He never knew how to write poetry, but he learned. To hide how brutally this love hurts him.

A soldier whispering poetry in a trench.

Rus and vyrus on Russian terrain.

Through the heat of the soul, through the coldness of the mind.

How pleasant it is sometimes to write by hand, it requires patience, makes you read poetry slowly and thoughtfully, and this, in turn, makes me smile, and it hurts someone to smile once again.

This time the poems are about pure, about common sense.

- You work in a bar...

Not reviving the dead words.

Line.

All in words.