I will post here poems that I write on my own in different languages: english, hungarian and russian
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Sunday, 1 September 2013
Summer is broken apart, leaving the days behind…
Days after days, sunlit and coloured,will always remind
of endless time flowing, into the history,into the morrow…
you realized it too late…it was a fate of a sorrow.
I stood behind, watching the scenes passing by….
Like in a theatre of a time, which never lie…
I knew it’s over, the shining beams disappeared
and sketches of forecoming future, so feared
were drawing themselves in our heart….
Heart, which was torn, now apart.
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