Procrastination. Selected poems

© Egor Rybakov, 2022

ISBN 978-5-0056-1220-5

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

Two winds: fair and opposite

Through clouds and sky, eternity

Unexpectedly, I met a miracle

Crossing the cosmos milky way,

Two winds: fair and opposite.

One interfered and torn a lot,

Filling my soul with doubt

He scoffed and laughed after me,

He tried to ruin my life.

The other, on the contrary, gave me lightness,

Freedom of thought, flights without barriers,

Handed meekly movements dexterity,

I have always been given excellent results.

And that season of winds suddenly stopped,

I did not see more lightness and barriers,

Again I turned to memory for help,

After all, only heaven rules over us.

And he went on, dominating his mind,

With an open heart, feelings, with all my soul,

I saw the goal, I vaguely remembered the problems,

And a trembling peace settled inside me.

I will become the wind

 
I will become the wind
To always be there
Hearts of the storm with anger
A look that ignites everything.
 
 
I will become a river
To bathe you in water
In time I won’t stop
And make you forever young.
 
 
I will be the sea
Joy to be forever
I will hide all sorrows,
Because I love you endlessly
 

Sonnet about our dislike

Yesterday in a dream I met you by chance

She was kind to me like never before

I remember cox in those days for you extraordinarily,

I forgot you and memories are fog.

So what happened to us all of a sudden?

Your love is gone, your eyes are gone forever,

And in our life everything changed at once,

At that time, I loved to look into your eyes.

I am grateful to you that you loved me then,

So timidly, quiveringly, not at all for show,

I listened with delight when you spoke,

And everything burns from past pranks, pranks.

Their souls soared into the sky, into infinity

They trusted each other with all their secrets,

Honestly, openly, as is usual in the family,

Their meeting in this life is not accidental,

And enjoy being in silence.

He became for her, as the named «father»,

Was next to her and never condemned,

Her heart burned constantly, as if on fire,

He suffered and died away without her.

And nothing could separate them forever,

Love that overcomes and creates

Their souls soared into the sky, into infinity,

Each time further from the ground.

And she was no longer afraid of anything in the world,

And I knew that tender support was always waiting,

As a gray-winged angel stood on the wing,

And she will never be bold in this life.

When the soul flies to meet its love

When inside it hurts and blazes strongly,

And feelings tear the soul day by day,

And your heart literally reflects everything

And it’s so gratifying that the two of us met.

When someone else’s pain is accepted as their own,

And share your thoughts, dreams and dreams,

Do not ask for anything and will not leave on the edge,

Rescued and pulled out of the constant emptiness.

When you know, you are always welcome from now on,

At any time they will accept and kiss gently,

Despite other people’s thoughts and views,

And constantly as a native hug tightly.

When the soul flies to meet its love,

And not afraid of the cold and bad mood,

They meekly meet you, like a forerunner,

And everything inside boils and blazes with excitement.

Kristina

In the midst of dreams so sweet and inviting

In the lightning of the sky and in the azure evenings,

I saw love in real deeds,

And the taste of passion again melted on the lips.

Among the mountains, the stream of thoughts and despondency,

I contemplated such indescribable happiness,

The soul was torn and thrilled in abundance,

And my pain asked again for voluptuousness.

I saw a light fragrant and tender,

What came from your eyes and heart,

And I was drowning in love from now on hopelessly,

He took off like a whirlwind into the sky like a bird boldly.

Your footsteps reverberated and nourished again

And the voice immediately penetrated extremely deeply,

From the look, the sigh, I understood at a glance,

And felt you and heard you too far.

And let no one believe in our happiness,

And constantly convinced of the inexpediency of this,

I melted again when I kissed and took my wrist

And I would trade the world around for our minute conversation.

Sweet cappuccino and some milk

 
Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
«Coffee Love»
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/28/3178
 

When it’s so cold and chilly outside,

And the wind pretty much pushes all passers-by,

Drinking coffee is my simple weakness

And in this desire, you and I are so similar.

Sweet cappuccino and some milk

And in this world nothing more is needed

To know the truth that is unknown and deep,

With a gentle aftertaste, it becomes warm.

A little sweetness will bring back memories

How it was so comfortable and good with you,

How he suffered and suffered from eternal desire,

From now on, we are destined to be together.

And again I plunge into the ocean of your love,

With a sip I dive into infinity

I want to be quiet and explain so much

And give you the universe and tenderness.

Moscow is silent

Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina

«Walking around Moscow in a strange state of mind»

http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/22/652

Again silent, without giving a sign,

As if they are not familiar and not good friends,

So I want to roar, tear my hair and cry,

But I’m a man, and that’s impossible.

And again coffee is my great friend,

And thoughts randomly wander in the dark,

From experiences again I can not sleep,

Everything was fine for a week, but now it’s empty.

Again calm, like the moment before the storm,

I let you go again without pain and loss,

Without controversy and despondency, and come what may,

And I can not do anything, I roar like a beast.

Moscow is silent, as if it knows everything about everything,

Only quietly whispers that everything will be forgotten, it will pass,

«What do you love the wrong one, my naive fool,

He lives with another, he only loves you, hopes and waits.

Love is pure

 
Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
«Love in Quotes»
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/28/3775
 

Love is pure, unpretentious and young,

And never demands from you, never asks

Born to please us by fate,

Always takes us to a cloudless world.

She lives in the eyes of a child since childhood,

In moments of joy and eternal knowledge,

Joy has become long-awaited for the bride,

It brings with it all the tenderness and suffering.

She is barely visible and unpretentious,

In noticeable dimples on the cheeks and a smile,

What warms the soul, free, so bashful,

And it can slip away, it is unsteady.

And let it seem to you that all this is ostentatious,

Callous emotions, strained smile, tenderness,

Not everyone will be able to enjoy that spring,

Open up to feelings, be serene again.

After all, many are unaware of all these experiences,

Only know from movies and romantic books

Others were disappointed, for them – suffering,

And quench bitterness in the knowledge of wine, intrigues.

Love cannot be ostentatious, in quotation marks,

She was born to suffer and rise again

She lives only with those who believe in fairy tales,

And it will become pleasure, faith and support.

Love is different, open and naive,

A little hidden, wide open, where feelings break,

So demanding, sad and happy

But more often we are carried away into the distance as a sincere impulse.

Wasn t happier. And you weren t

 
Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
«Made for each other»
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/28/3625
 

When the soul so asks for tender passion,

And a gentle look serves as a continuation of thoughts,

Suddenly I realized that only with you is happy,

I just love the way you talk and think.

I like to dream with you

And contemplate all the wonder you have woven

Crossed by chance, the world is so small

I feel an unbearable pain inside.

I like to dive into the ocean of your love

And draw strength and create a new universe,

And hear the voice and steps, even if you are far away,

And call you in the night affectionately under the pale moon.

And every day love grows stronger, betraying strength,

Reaching for you, as if in search of nirvana and grail,

Sometimes joy and sadness are torn apart for no reason,

In the manifestations of the soul, we were sincere and did not play.

Suddenly you say that «I was not happier»

And I will answer sincerely «I was not, even in my thoughts»,

Spring called and in our passion flourished,

You gave me the sky, the universe and wings.

At a glance

 
Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
«Near»
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/22/563
 

When you are cute next to me

The heart is beating, torn constantly,

Eat me unpretentiously with poison,

And only with you the fantasies are so real.

When you approach without looking up,

Everything inside is bubbling from pain and agony,

I’ve been stuck in your passion for a long time,

And I feel like I’ve been in exile for a long time.

Your phrases immediately fall into the soul,

And the thoughts are so similar and close,

I rush to the sky through separation,

And in this world, you and I are on the same path.

I see the look and feel the thoughts

How carefully you choose your words

And fortunately for our world is envious,

Gossip and rumors have not been so important for a long time.

When everything is like clockwork

 
Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
«When everything is like clockwork»
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/09/22/421
 

When everything moves like clockwork,

So I want to hold a moment

And rush like a bird to the horizon,

Towards the sun, inspiration.

And behind the lightness lies hard work,

What are you investing in every day?

And such a miracle will soon become like an emerald,

I love your words, they are so beautiful.

And it seems from the outside that this is a gift of nature,

Babies are born with one potential

Some only develop, others suffer from freedom,

One is satisfied with everything, the other is only a little.

When you choose a person forever

 
Inspiration: Ivanenko Kristina
«Choice»
http://www.stihi.ru/2011/10/26/887
 

When you choose half from the crowd

Among the many people and their characters,

Trying to reach out to your dreams, dreams,

You follow the general rules and factors.

And every time you’re looking for something new

As if in the reflection you will immediately find yourself,

To please and warm in harsh days,

And you bathed in love as if in tongues of fire.

And to be similar in character, manners,

The content of thoughts and way of life,

The soul was on fire and did not surprise only in size,

And you were never too much for her.

When you choose a person forever

You are so picky, attentive and sensitive,

Whom did you see in dreams, take for an ideal,

And she is always ready to wait, no joke at all.

I wish that all women become happy and desirable

 
Inspiration: Sophie Kurbatova
«Interview with the Queen…»
http://www.stihi.ru/2018/03/07/3248
 

What attracts us in affectionate creatures?

Smile, marvelous gait, gentle aroma,

Life is changing and our eccentric consciousness,

When you meet, you find yourself in a wonderful garden.

They change lives, rush in like a whirlwind

Filling everything around with feeling and emotions,

Immediately open the heart of the secrets of the soul,

And everyone is bestowed with magic only in portions.

Such beauty warms the heart and all the memories,

When it’s so cold and everything inside hurts, it saves you,

Encourages all efforts, fulfills all dreams,

And in difficult times it makes you believe in miracles.

These divas change everything around with kindness and happiness,

And the air is forever melting from tenderness and affection,

Rushing to the sky, they take part in your dreams,

He always comes back to them like home: to an oasis.

And after them there is an aftertaste, longing and spell,

That interfere with sleep and fill dreams with wondrous beauty,

Only with them will you again become like an angel you are winged,

Surprise with an open heart, sincere simplicity.

And may men never reveal this secret,

They will suffer, fight and strive constantly,

Only after trials will they succumb to their temptation,

I wish that all women become happy and desirable.