May be, in my previous a-being,
I-ve cut the throats of my Mom and Dad,
If in this one - Lord of all the living! --
I have been doomed to suffering like that.
If I call for dogs of mine, aloud,
Or just try my own horse to see,
Not obeying all my signs and shouts,
They would promptly run away from me.
If I come to the enchanting foam
Of my native and well-known sea,
Then the sea would blacken from the woe
And fast go back, away from me.
My day looks like looks a man extinguished,
And my work - like somebody-s else strife,
Mine - is only pine of undistinguished,
Non-platonic and unworthy love.
Let the deathly languor be in action,
I-ll not stop to wait the time, when
In my future version of creation,
I-ll become a gallant knight again.
Shame
Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
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Poem topics: future, horse, mom, time, work, wait, fast, previous, action, Valentine's Day, native, strife, away, love, sea, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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