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