POETRY FORMAT, 19 Feb 2018
Hope is thing that soils easily,
Something as white dress,
You may spill pomegranate juice
And consider that your clothes are gone!
Of course, you can wear and all gray,
Dusty blouse of mouse color
And do not try to become a girl stylish,
After forgetting everything, what else do you believe in.
And how to be, forgive, with the hope of a worldwide,
With the fact that hope dies last?
Tornado war on the planet is walking,
I cannot believe that life has become peaceful.
Dr. Adolf P. Shvedchikov is a Russian scientist, poet and translator. He has published over 150 scientific papers and 16 books in poetry. His poems has been translated into many languages and has been published in Russia, USA, Brazil, India, Japan, Korea, Spain, France, Greece, UK, Italy, Romania, Albania and Australia. In 2013 he was nominated for the Nobel Prize for Literature. He may be contacted at email@example.com.
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