The most inexhaustible, sublime, tender, and infinitely thorny subject for creativity is the theme of love. All poets of the world wrote, write and will write about this immense, marvelous, and deep feeling - poems, sonnets, dedications. And I'm one of them, who is trying to learn and understand my own self in the vast ocean of human happiness and misery, which name is love




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One night I dreamt a dream





One night I dreamt a dream:

I walked into your cozy room

And sitting down by your bed,

I heard some angels sing.


You are so pure and sublime,

So wondrous lips and eyes!

Are happy pilgrims who can climb

Up to your heart’s most holy shrine!


And I am still on my way up

The winding path where I’m lost.

In vain I seek your smile but get

Just loving grin instead.  


But strong’s my faith: My work’s not vain,

You’ll say: “Well-done! Appreciate!

Your path, indeed” I’ll walk on it

And spread I blossoms on the way

And sing my Love in my sweet lay!



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