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I differ from many of you In that I live by special laws, In that I write this at night, sleepless, Only because I am sad now. I differ from many of those Who sincerely and honestly loved me – In that love, and fire, and success – Were letters, lines, rhymes. I differ from joyful girls In age, gender, appearance, and weight, In that I am a jester and a carefree rogue, And – a scorpion, not a maiden or a lion. I differ from others around In that sometimes I turned off the phone Only to not harm myself at night, sleepless. I sometimes differ from myself In that I do not consider myself a poet, And I understand that only because of this I do not die, grieving for the past. I differ from many others, With whom my women sleep, forgetting The sea and the sun, frozen in the sky, Suddenly seeing them happy. I differ from your husbands In that sometimes, forgetting about propriety, I left when they drove me away, Not noticing all the distinctions. I differ only in that I love Those with whom I was – with some for years, with others for minutes, In that I did not live, obeying the statute, In that I endure myself for a very long time. Added 2 minutes ago
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Merry Joe I am not Pushkin, not Byron – I am different! A mischievous girl – Merry JO! I sometimes write poems. And about this and even about THAT… Sometimes I get sad for no reason. Sometimes I laugh for no reason… Is this a sign of something?! A fool?!:))) But I am not afraid to be a fool! Because sometimes it is honorable to be a fool! And it is sinful to be a boring bore. Our life is short… Fleeting! And there is no time to spoil it. While you are alive and well – smile! While you are young at heart – love! And do not be ashamed to love and breathe! And when you “play in the box” – c'est la vie, Then you will be silent “at your leisure,” Poor Yorick, mourner of the Earth… And I will sing a boogie-woogie for you, And whisper my nonsense… about Love!:)))