Nothing will last Just a photo card. You watch an old movie - Not a single blemish. Fly away, dont fly away Youll stay there. The endless month of May (с) Verse

May 31st! Goodbye, spring! You rushed by, I know - like a dream. And the lilacs are fading, and the tulips are already ... Soon summer will meet life again in a twist... We will forget the forgetful.Well leave the wrong ones!Show more Those who accused us with gusto, "behind our backs" and in front of everyone. Maybe they didnt understand the essence, and they dont tolerate us. Stupidly knocking all the informers of phrases. We will let go, of course, with whom other ways. Gratitude is boundless, we must go further. Maybe breaking up is a step for the best! Even if it hurts... And there is no other way! Let them choose assholes, women love it so much, everyone needs temporary flowers. May 31st! Spring is at sunset! And the blue of all the heavens is also immense. We will forget the forgetful. And well forgive all the wrong ones. Let s remember the joy of those who gave and the joy of laughter!
The author of the poem: (с) Henry Williams

Cranes are purring in the sky,
I m imagining your voice. –
It's like were alone again.,Show more
And a fragment of that spring is with us.
The garden is still frozen without leaves,
And the air is fresh, the water is clear.
The words are random, out of place
And they dont mean anything anymore.
And nothing can be returned:
Goodbye is not for us to be together,
A fire that has gone out cannot be fanned,
There is no hope in the look, nor in the gesture.
Love, that late snow in the spring,
As soon as it falls, immediately melts.
Farewell promises peace,
But I dont know how to forget you.

Sand, the dry residue of a whisper, Rustling, moving, creaking… Fireworks in the evening, cheerfully clap, As if cutting off anchors… And the holiday marks a fiery evening, And Celsius, of course, has nothingShow more to do with it… All thirty plus, minus twenty cold… Everything moves in an eternal sequence… Traditionally, Christmas trees are decorated, Champagne, the family at the table… The whole of humanity is tied up in fragments, All mankind dreams of one thing: Health to your loved ones, joy harmony, Love, recognition, support and warmth… A scorching ray or a cold blizzard, Spring lives in everyones soul… Hopes, aspirations, dreams and incarnations - Everything tends towards peace on earth… Adversity will pass and friction will run out A milky pattern dissolving into the mist… (с) 2024