The poem "Dream of rose", 1999

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THE DREAM OF ROSE

Rose in water? – Near the water,
Proud Bud from Teberda.

Drops on the petals tremble
The stem in spikes stone pressed...

In the frame of studs, a long captivity,
Rose tear wound string

From deep groan reap –
Like blood, the sound will flow!

* * *

Rose in the blood? – Pure blood
Roses love gives love;

Blood and wine melt the crystal,
Pink poison drives the sadness!

Tender moment of happiness catch
Rose of fate, the rose of love;

Thickets of roses blind fire
Passion, fire flying horse!

* * *
Rose on fire? – Near the fire,
The risk for you and for me

The explosion and flying, cold and heat...
In the sky hovers a pink balloon!

Rose floats, rose hovers,
Rose in my thoughts reigns

Above all stars and awards
Yet, she has walls and barriers!

The rose in its bright rays
Even in the darkness, for the candles

Rose in the night like the dawn,
Rose in glass – as in silver!

Luxury and glitter, gold bell,
Velvet and silk – pink dream...

* * *

Rose in a dream? – Hard to sleep...
Hard winter summer is back.

Late spring grass is growing,
Only as long as the rose is alive

Through frost, through rain
By the summer of the soul with the rose go;

Believe and don't expect fall –
Only then happiness will find

Not in the wallets, not in the clouds,
With a rose in the breast with a rose in his hand!

* * *
Rose has perfume,
Rose store chain shackles

Paint on canvas, bronze emblem
The safe of a rich man, a slave memory,

Young enthusiasm, children delight
Adores old bargain!

* * *
Rose and bargaining? – Money and honor!
Above the price of glory and revenge,

Above love, above the flower...
A means and an end – rose is near!

...Rose in a ring of hands and swords
Companion of victims and executioners,

Rose in the ring of hats and lats,
Love her wax and Bulat,

Love her, crave her...
Everyone found the rose – his own.

Every found, if looked for, –
Pink captured the soul caressed

Hotter the fire, the finer the wine,
But that rose is correct,

Who's forces are not spared,
Who risked everything they had,

What more expensive than possessed,
Who her full heart gave

Who, having been in the garden of Eden,
Choose the path to it in Teberda!

February 1999