Marina Tsvetaeva is a poet whose lyrics are imbued with passion, anguish, and the tragic essence of love. Her poems about men are more than just declarations of affection; they are complex psychological portraits, full of contradictions and pain. This collection contains her most vivid and heartfelt works, revealing the full range of her love experiences, from adoration to despair, from hope to jealousy. These lines are a testament to a strong, rebellious spirit, unafraid to express her feelings in all their fullness and unbridledness. Immerse yourself in the world of Tsvetaeva's love, where every phrase is a challenge, and every word a revelation.
Books in red binding
Red-bound books, like your lips, are silent. But in that silence, all my madness and my gaze are answered. Their pages are like your skin, smooth, warm, a little rough. In them is all the tenderness that I cherish, in them are all the passions of my fate.
Parting
Separation is a beast, it scratches beneath my skin, I want to howl and sob in the silence. You are my air, you are my light too, Without them, there is only ashes, only for the soul. And every moment drags on like eternity, And my heart breaks like a bird in a cage. But I believe that time will soon heal the wounds of this bitter mark.
After separation
After separation, there's a strange languor, as if a piece has been torn from the very essence. And in every sound, an echo of regret, And in every shadow, the ghosts of a moment. When I touched my hair with my fingers, When I whispered words of love and affection. Now there's only wind, bitter as moss, And in my heart, emptiness, And in my thoughts, fairy tales.
Letter
The letter is like a wound, bleeding again, Your words are fragments in my soul. And every breath prophesies the past to me, And in the silence there is only pain, and in my heart there is already darkness. You promised, you swore to be with me, But your lies are like poison, like bitter smoke. And I am left with this emptiness, And with the memory of happiness, which was alone.
Meeting
A meeting is like a flash, bright, instantaneous, And my heart stops in my chest. In your eyes is my whole life, hidden, In your smile is joy and paths. And I forget about pain and sorrow, And the world around me becomes different. Just you and I, in an embrace, in silence, And in this moment – happiness, like smoke.
Jealousy
Jealousy is a snake coiled around me, And its poison drips into my consciousness. I see your circle in every woman, And I feel only pain and despair. Why do you look at a stranger like that? Why do you give her your smile? Have I really become so clumsy? Have you forgotten my love?
Night
The night is like a witness to our secrets, And the moonlight is like silver on skin. In the silence, only the heartbeat and groan, And in the darkness, only you, and me, and trembling. We speak of the eternal, of the past, Of a future we know not. And in this moment, happiness is like a dream, And in this moment, we understand each other.
Shadow
Your shadow is like my faithful companion, always by my side, tenderly. And even in the hour when I am alone in silence, I feel your presence boundlessly. It holds the warmth of your palms, and your scent, and the whisper of your voice. And in this shadow are echoes of days when love was beautiful and pure.
Words
Words fly away like birds, impossible to hold in one's hands. But each one is like a bright beam, illuminating the path of my dreams. You spoke to me of love and faith, of the happiness that is only possible with you. And I believed, and I believed, and I gave you my whole soul, my whole self.
Silence
Silence is louder than words, It screams of pain and longing. When you're silent, I see blood, And feel my heart breaking in the darkness. Why do you hide your gaze, why are you silent? Is there really nothing you can say? And in this silence, all I hear is our love dying again.
Reflection
In your eyes is my reflection, And I see all my sorrow there. And in this moment – like a revelation, And in this moment – I die into the distance. You look into the depths of my soul, And see all my suffering and pain. And I drown in your bottomless silence, And lose control of myself.
Kiss
A kiss is like a spark, igniting passion, And a hot tremor engulfs the body. In it lies all tenderness, in it lies all power, And in it lies a mad, sweet babble. Your lips are like flower petals, They touch my skin tenderly. And I forget about everything for now, And dissolve in you boundlessly.
Parting
Farewell is like a knife in the back, suddenly, And the heart freezes in silence. You leave, and everything becomes strange, And I am left alone, in melancholy and darkness. Don't speak to me of love anymore, Don't swear fidelity, don't give me hope. For I know that you will not be mine, And that our love is but a boundless phantom.
Memory
Memory is like a prisoner, it lives in the past, and does not let us forget happiness and pain. It preserves all our conversations, and all our meetings, as if in captivity. I remember your hands, your gaze, your smile, your dear voice. And in this memory is my heaven and my hell, and in this memory – you are always with me.
Fate
Destiny is like a book, written long ago, And we are only heroes in it, doomed. Love is like a flame, bright, alone, That illuminates our days and nights. But the flame fades, and darkness comes, And we are left alone in the darkness. And only the memory of you is bright, And only the memory of you are my days.