I start

A faint light,
A distant bight,
A noble knight
A common sight.

My sleepless night,
My senseless fight,
My fall and flight.
I start to write…

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014

a True poem

A true poem shouldn’t be read aloud.
It should be born in a low-priced inn,
It should be written on a paper napkin,
It should be crumpled and straightway
It should be burned in the ashtray…

A true poem shouldn’t be read aloud.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014

my Ideal World

in my ideal world
it’s always five minutes to four
from coffee and smoke I am bitter
all friends were lost in Twitter
software download died
my forces only turn off the light
I slowly fall down
and soon a dawn…

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014