Archive for the ‘Вера’ Category

Moskovskiy Park Pobedy

The best prayers,

I believe,

are ardent fragments.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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dedal i ikar (landon, 1799)

Despite what the TV Preachers imply,

I don’t know if I can make my miracle fly.

Sow a seed, if you please:

such harvest you will reap.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

1.19

Submerged and submitted,

surrounded by ice,

I die to myself.

Agony, ecstasy, numbness,

cacophony and silence,

everything and nothing.

In those few seconds,

I cease to exist

and that

is bliss.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Candles (ROC)

Your skepticism has ugly, loud manifestations.

Our Faith is beautiful,

peaceful,

tranquil.

We are human,

we can hope.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Golub' s olivkovoy vetv'yu

She views you

much the same way you view him:

Frightful thought!

Let’s walk back, reflect,

forward.

Grace be.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Christmas Nativity in the night

Jews are repulsive, indeed!

Thing is, Christians, Muslims,

Buddhists, Hindus, Atheists,

people and chimpanzees,

are inherently repulsive too.

(Such are the bad things we do!)

… Brothers, sisters,

we’re all God’s beloved trash.

Immense work,

Jesus had to save.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

You call me a failure

as I wait passively,

knowingly,

waiting for the “go-getters”

to implode.

The preponderant

speculative,

acquisitionist

nature of society

is a crock

destined to fail.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Preacher’s preaching, TV.

You don’t understand the message

but you know it’s important,

the organ’s playing, emotive.

You put your hands on the TV screen

and believe.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

I cast a glance,

askance,

and wonder what hope

the future?

(Given the assholes who surround me!)

So, I pray

and believe,

for sanity,

in better.

By faith and philosophy,

my reality exceeds

their vision.

Imagination

understanding,

conceives…

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

The TV preacher sounds hollow

to my ears,

around the wall,

in the kitchen.

“Make it happen!”

effectively,

he’s saying,

squeezing out the mystery,

the Glory

of the Holy Trinity.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat