Poems...

I sometimes write poetry too... Here's something that came to me just now – it's a bit abstract, but I hope you understand the modest philosophical theme and enjoy it...

People, eradicating their vice,
By chance, overturned the scales,
They let greed into their home,
And might destroy themselves in the process.

Sins, repentance, and pain…
What role is hidden in truth?
Let the king overthrow another king,
Their souls are always empty, a void…

And the nights have become darker,
Dreams are hidden behind a colorless veil,
And you, as before, await the dawn,
Wishing to gain freedom sooner…

Around, only darkness, a silent space,
The sad adornment of a blind winter…
Spreading your wings, you lower them again,
And your blood grows cold.

Broken dreams… and ideals…
The altar is covered with a snowy shroud.
And the heart desires kindness and light,
But emptiness will not give an answer…

Love? A wonderful creation!
The achievement of great forces,
It existed before words,
Truly, we are just toys in the hands of the Gods…

But I do not desire to love or believe,
Sometimes I am afraid to trust myself
To those hidden desires and passions,
I just want to be forgotten!

(As an epilogue)

Salvation is within you, it always was,
Seek its light in your soul,
And do not let your doubts
Become another darkness for it!