Когда сердце дрожит вне покоя И всё меньше «осенних» одежд А душе тень глухого изгоя Еще теплые угли надежд.
sometimes we feel lonely for a long but we wanna to be strong We spend the evening with the tea and the rug And hope is our best drug We keep people in our heart and soul feels so hard.. “never give up “ they say but I lose mood to live day after day when happines is near we let go our dear.. we don't see those people whom we can trust because in eyes our love-dust.. love is many pain in this poem this thought is main 2009