It's boring and sad, and there's no one around
In times of my spirit's travail…
Desires!…What use is our vain and eternal desire?..
While years pass on by - all the best years!
To love…but love whom?.. a short love is vexing,
And permanent love's just a myth.
Perhaps look within? - The past's left no trace:
All trivial, joys and distress…
What good are the passions? For sooner or later
Their sweet sickness ends when reason speaks up;
And life, if surveyed with cold-blooded regard,-
Is stupid and empty - a joke…
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I absolutely love the last stanza.Existence itself is boring and sad for those who wish to search something more in this life than breathing.Love is hard to find and maybe love does not even exist.So we spend all our life searching,trying to find something.Wouldn't it be better if instead we tried to make ourselves happy.Bitter as it is,this poem is true,realistic and shows how existence is indeed absurd.
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Cold, bitter and disappointed. Not the writing, but the author at the time of writing. Maybe the victim of unrequited love. He wrote as he felt and it shows in the writing, but then so does his skill. Good poem. -
Good but bitter
A good poem coated with bitterness. It is true but too pessimistic. The last line reminds me of Macbeth's famous soliloquy-"life is a tale told by..........full of sound and fury signifying nothing." Is this all about life? The intensity of happy moments can superside the dominance of sorrow. However, it is hardly possible to deny the appeal of this poem. I have enjoyed it. -
Boy, I feel the same way about love now, like what's the point, they all end badly... love is a great but painful thing in the end... good luck to all.
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Dear friend, the poem is not all about love. It would be a partial judgement to see it in this way. However, is love always painful in the end? There may be exception to it.
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I don't think I've read anything that served so much as an open window into the material. I could see Mikhail Yuryvich sitting on the sofa in perhaps his living room, gazing out of a large window looking out into the surrounding thrushes of the Penzenskaya province, if such thrushes existed. This is grand, -- absolutely stunning!
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This is a very nice simple and a bit sad poem...but fact is fact...he sound like A E Poe..i like his concept of Love...
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Depressing
It seems dark and never able to settle on anything. The person isn't able to have anything it wants. the line 'To love...but love whom?.. a short love is vexing' is jsut creepy how beutiful and true it is. the line 'Desires!...What use is our vain and eternal desire?..' holds ture so much in life. I love the puntuation.
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