Unrequited love is a quiet tragedy unfolding within the soul. It's full of hopes that fade and memories that burn. It's the anticipation of an answer that never comes, and the attempt to forget someone who can't be forgotten. These poems are a reflection of this pain, a quiet longing and unspoken feelings lost in the void.<\/p>\n
\nIn the garden of your soul blooms, But I cannot enter there. I only watch from afar, begging, That you would look at me, even for a moment. There are roses of passion, lilies of dreams, And the fruits of happiness on the branches. But for me, all the birches are closed, And only sadness in my eyes.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nEcho of silence<\/h2>\n
\nI whisper your name in the night, But I hear only an echo in response. My dreams, like fragile keys, Cannot reveal their secret to you. In your eyes there is a cold gleam, I see no warmth or fire there. My love is only bitter wax, That melts in the silence of the day. And my heart, wounded by pain, Beats like a captive bird. I wait, but there is no hope by will, Only a shadow from you in the silence.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nForgotten motive<\/h2>\n
\nThe melody of our dreams has melted away in the darkness of days. Only echoes of emptiness in my soul, like the shadow of shadows. You listen to other songs, and I still wait for a familiar sound. But in my heart there is only cold news, and pain, like a silent, heavy sound.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThrough the veil of rain<\/h2>\n
\nThrough the veil of rain, I gaze into the distance, Where your image slips away. My love is only a quiet sadness, That gnaws at my heart day and night. I imagined a happy world, Where you and I are one. But you passed like a gentle breeze, Leaving only fragments in my heart. And drops of rain, like tears of tears, Wash away the hope of meeting you. I am alone, like an abandoned bridge, In a boundless ocean of unearthly melancholy.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nUnderstatement<\/h2>\n
\nThe words are frozen on my lips, unable to escape. In my eyes \u2013 unspoken fear, and pain that cuts the soul. You look past, not seeing how I drown in your beauty. My love is but a shadow fading, in the bottomless, cold dew.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nCold moonlight<\/h2>\n
\nThe cold moonlight glides across the walls, reminding me of your beauty. I recall our tender dreams, and drown in sadness, in this darkness. You are an unattainable star, shining in the sky, so far away. And I am only a traveler by the fire, with weak hope and melancholy. My love is like a quiet cry, carried away by the wind into nowhere. I wait for you, but I know \u2013 only your shadow will touch me forever.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nEmpty letters<\/h2>\n
\nLetters that never arrived, words that were never spoken. They contain all my dreams, my prayers, and the pain that tore my heart apart. They lie like a burden on my soul, reminding me of what never happened. And in every word is a quiet lie, that I will ever be happy.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nBroken mirror<\/h2>\n
\nIn the shards of the mirror is my sorrow, And the reflection of your indifferent beauty. I try to glue them back together, but in vain, it's a shame. My hopes are shattered, my dreams are shattered. Each shard is like a wound in the soul, A reminder of pain and emptiness. I look into them and see only lies, And your shadow in my darkness. My love is like fragile crystal, Shattered by your indifference. I collect the shards, like sorrow, And live with this pain, with this premonition.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nAutumn wind<\/h2>\n
\nThe autumn wind swirls the leaves, Just like my love around you. But you don't notice, you don't grieve, You only gaze into the distance, not loving. The leaves fall like tears, Reminding you of the end of a dream. And in your heart there is only cold frost, And pain, and emptiness, and you.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nAbandoned pier<\/h2>\n
\nAn abandoned pier, empty waves, Like a symbol of my lonely love. I wait for you, but the days are so slow, And hope fades into the distance. I built castles of sand and dreams, But they were washed away by the wave of your unlove. And in my heart there is only a cold, bitter frost, And pain, and emptiness, and you. I am alone, like an old lighthouse, In a boundless ocean of longing and sorrow. I wait for you, but I know \u2013 only your shadow will touch my distance.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nQuiet Harbor<\/h2>\n
\nIn the quiet harbor of my soul, your ship docked only briefly. And took with it hopes and silence, leaving only a sadness that weighs on my heart. I waited for you like a ray of sun in the night, but you left without a word. And in my heart there are only cold keys, to a door that is forever closed.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nBroken Wings<\/h2>\n
\nThe broken wings of my dreams cannot reach your heights. I try to rise, but in vain, alas, there is only pain and despair in my soul. You are a free bird, flying into the distance, and I am a prisoner of my unhappy love. I watch you as sadness follows, and live with this pain, as if in oblivion. My love is like a quiet moan, which the wind carries away into nowhere. I am alone, like an abandoned house, in a boundless ocean of melancholy forever.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nUnfinished Waltz<\/h2>\n
\nAn unfinished waltz in my chest, Sounds like an echo of days gone by. We danced, but you left, Leaving only sadness in my soul. I remember a look, a smile, laughter, But these are only memories, a shadow. And in my heart there is only cold sin, And pain, and emptiness, and silence, like captivity.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe Forgotten Garden<\/h2>\n
\nA forgotten garden, overgrown with weeds, Like a symbol of my faded love. I wander through it with bitter tears, And search for you in every shadow. But you don't come, you don't call, Only silence and emptiness all around. And in my heart there is only cold frost, And pain, and despair, and grave illness.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n\nThe last petal<\/h2>\n
\nThe last petal fell from the flower, Like a symbol of my vanished hope. I let you go, without a trace, And live with this pain, as in silence. May you be happy with another, And may I remember our love. And may this garden remain mine, Where I will cry for you in silence.\n <\/pre>\n<\/p><\/div>\n<\/div>\nStyle: Alexander Blok, Anna Akhmatova, Marina Tsvetaeva<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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