STOP YOUR WORLD, I I WANT TO GET OFF!

Hello, dear Sat!

How are you doing?

You know, when I found this picture, I remembered you at once.:)

Amazing picture, I think.:)

You are always among the clouds, it`s so wonderful.:)

Have an exciting weekend!

Irene

Sat, wonderful words, so true.

However, you always can meet a person who needs your prayer, your love, your cry and you. ..

Be always happy!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, DEAR SAT!

MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU AND YOUR FAMILY!

Thanks friends

Merry christmas and happy new year

The barrier  make you so much energy

Thank you, Sat :)

Merry Christmass and Happy New Year!

Hi Yulia

thanks for comment

I am not hopeless any time because Im sure that bigest power protect me every time!

This is poem and I like it!

My name is Yulia

I have never imagined that such  warrior as you  are who can stand even upside down can have such  despairing ideas of getting off

Agnolia

I became full of pleasure,thanks for nice poem!

I understand your feeling.

  i remember me murmuring the lines of Marina Tsvetaeva almost the whole year when  I was 19. Now I think it s better to live and try to stay a human being in this madhouse . that's quite hard thing though,

O, tears that in eyes freeze!
The cry of love and pain!
My Chekhia’s in tears!
In blood is all my Spain!

O, mountain of black,
You shaded all the world!
It’s time to return back
My ticket to the God.

Yes, I refuse to be
In Bedlam of non-men.
Yes, I refuse to see
How wolves of squares do slain.

Yes, I refuse to wail
With field sharks of all ranks.
Yes, I refuse to sail 
Down the stream of backs.

My ears I need more not,
My eyes I needn’t to use,
To all your crazy world 
One answer – ‘I refuse.’

 О слезы на глазах!
Плач гнева и любви!
О Чехия в слезах!
Испания в крови!

О черная гора,
Затмившая — весь свет!
Пора — пора — пора
Творцу вернуть билет.

Отказываюсь — быть.
В Бедламе нелюдей
Отказываюсь — жить.
С волками площадей

Отказываюсь — выть.
С акулами равнин
Отказываюсь плыть —
Вниз — по теченью спин.

Не надо мне ни дыр
Ушных, ни вещих глаз.
На твой безумный мир