Poetry Lokhvetskaya Love Song

Mondo Entertainment Updated on 2024-01-19

Famous poetry.

Love Song

Where are you, my pride, where are you, my will?

Your kisses are like many mysteries and miracles, and your hugs have so many happy new meanings!

And I used to be so cold and detached, and you stole my crown from my head.

Just hug it tightly Powerful and warm, the former queen is already ** for you to drive.

You are gentle and vicious, tender and cruel.

You surround me with charming dreams, you make me burn and die in fiery dreams, steal joy in death, die in stealing joy!

Dead Rose

I am"Dead Rose"I walked through the turbulent waves, and I looked like a woman with the sea as a mirror, and like a forest god hidden in the reeds of the stream.

I scatter the green branches and leaves like hair, and I shine like jewels in the darkness;

The dissolved moonlight of the moon that loves me shines through distant space.

Not even the victorious song of the nightingale could make me anxious for the kingdom of heaven.

I am"Dead Rose"Pale and indifferent, my most precious and cherished thing is my haughty peace.

The bold cicadas on my pale forehead are fighting in vain

My moist petals will not open for you, just a small flower of death is enough to kill a person.

Go to the violet, on it, Dewdrop.

Tears of a jewel like a challenge.

I am"Dead Rose"I am the pure lily, and I mingle with the silvery-white ideal light.

A song of love

Think more, think more about the fantasies in your heart, the hidden hopes and wishes.

It becomes the appearance of a living flower

But ......The color of the roses is so bright!

I want to think about it a lot, I want it to have in my chest.

A harp, so that the feelings of youth will last forever.

There is a singing sound,

But ......Even if the heartstrings are broken, who will listen!

Think more, think more in a short-lived dream.

Experience all the joys

But ......Death is my destiny, and I can't wait for the summons!

Maria Alexandrovna Lokhvetskaya (1869 - 1905), a famous Russian poetess of the "** era" at the end of the 19th century. Born in Petersburg in 1869, she received a home education and later studied at the Alexander Academy in Moscow. In 1892 she married her husband, who was a Russified Frenchman and a good architect. She writes poetry under the pseudonym "Mila Lokhvetskaya", love is her main theme, and she was known as "Russian Sappho" during her lifetime, and her poem "This happiness is sweet" is considered the poetess's motto.

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