Title: L-I-F-E Division: International Studies Name: Pak Evelina Abstract The following piece of poetry is divided into four parts, and each part is an excerpt of human life at different age. Each part serves a purpose: deals with certain problems, expresses certain emotions, sweet and bitter. Overall, L-I-F-E symbolically reflects a life cycle of thoughts starting from youth finishing with the very end. - I. Lightness
Under the headlamps, a good old route Around this town tonight. A cup of iced coffee is the best remedy against cold. They keep on forgetting To look after honor from youth — look with admiration at their close buddies and girls, Who one day will be gone from their pretty lives worn out as sleeves of old shirts. But now they are here In a tiny and cozy world, Ready to go all-in for a pair of well-colored eyes. - II. In Time
Growing up, he takes easier a teenage rush — An oath of blood, a promise to be forever. What he strongly believed in, frothing at the mouth Turned into a broken shard of glass. What he sees through it now— all distorted. Whom he ran around with — left Places erased without a trace. But he still badly wants to have someone Waiting for him to come home. Gets a cat, in the worst case, takes an aspirin — Has a terrible headache from roads. Same old playground is covered with dust of time. Under the gloomy sky frolicking kids, same old swing is squeaking — too small for him to be on. Shameful to sit but he wants to as never before. While those littles have become big enough – wear T-shorts with cool prints, stay up all night Smoke in the entrance cheap cigs and kiss Being scolded by elders most of the time.
We can stay for hours in a cinema hall Watching awkward play from the darkness, While in own lives are not heroes A long time ago; All the more – not the main ones. We complain about fate, licking old wounds, Attach to sharp dialogues and situations. At a moment, the audience stops to laugh When in random cuts recognizes itself. Let the black screen and credits run out. Every Friday, bars are especially sweet and loud All lonely hearts hurry there to crowd — Get drunk and forgotten, get warmed up in somebody’s arms, Find a match for the next date – One more name to the people. We are looking for someone to love: Big sympathy and a little of trust, Patience — Dear, there is no time for us. Never mind. After all, it ends up With emptiness under the skin, embarrassment, loneliness On the net. The user doesn´t respond. What should I say? Just forget. - IV. End
Lay me down. It’s been a long day. Calm me down. I’ll drop tired lids I will hear the Earth crying quietly. Her tears are falling into the rivers. We will be carried away there Where the Big Water flows All that happened to us dissolves Let the only sound be Silence. Silence and smooth stones. All the burdens once torturing people are healed. And the world has reached balance So long waited for! Our mighty Atlas is at peace Slowly lowers his heavy shoulders: “How many years have passed? I am pure white. I am released” In his sight there is an entire globe: Clouds, oceans, the sun, and storms “How beautiful Earth!” – and with now freed hand He wipes off overwhelming drops. |