Best Russian Poems

The west went in guns blazing to help their fellow man
In Syria against the Islamic State and in Iraq and Afghanistan
They brought an end to a campaign of terror and a killing spree
And made the world a better place and safe for everybody. 

So why...

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Playing
          Russian roulette
          With fate

          Fateful
          The hand that...

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This story  tells the reality of the Ukrainian, Russian war. Not all Russian Soldiers want to be there but are forced by their Russian Commanders to fight. This is such a story, the ending will leave you speechless.
 Alexander like many Russian Soldiers hide...

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The odor of turnips,
of seasoned cabbage water - borscht
flushed through musing kidneys.

Listening to Zhukovsky, Vysotsky, Tyutchev,
not comprehending a word of it.
Working my way backward
through an alphabet that echoes
proto-Slavic roots and chugs.
Muses that are a gloved slap of love,
an aching tooth,
a fondness for black-ice
words that gnaw...

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I am pure Russian and I am the bear
I have  deep dark eyes and black , black hair
Russian girls are very pretty and very exciting bare
Straight and tall  with  features very fair
They  are smart and have lots of brains  
And...

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You shine like the stars in the sky,
You are the sparkle of my eye,
Like the rays of the sun,
You give life with your touch,
And with a slight brush of your cheek,
You make me weep,
I weep for your presence,
At the base of a lone dark tree.

I...

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Sacred and pristine Russian mountain;
here I am to ponder on your beauty;
From photographing you I cannot abstain!
Sacred and pristine Russian mountain.

Dear Russian mountain: 5861 miles plus
19 hours it took me to reach your home,
surrounded by nature. I am not a wuss!
Sacred and pristine Russian mountain.

Russian...

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You don't love me, you don't have compassion, 
Maybe I am handsome not enough, 
You don't look in face with wild passion 
putting arms on shoulders without love.

I'm not rude or gentle with you, dear, 
You're so young and you've got sensual grin, 
Tell, how...

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In desert that is poor and dull
On soil that is scorched with fire
The Upas-tree stands as a hull
as guard who's one who knows no tire.

The prairie's nature had a thirst
begetting Him in day of fury,
It filled dead green of branches first,
It poisoned roots these give...

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Come on kiss me, kiss me, hear,
Let I'm hurt, let I am bleeding,
Cold's inside, it isn't greeting
boiling heart and falling tear.

Mug is overturned in revel,
But their fun is not for us,
Understand, my friend, oh, devil,
We are living only once.

Turn around and look with sadness
in this...

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Wait for me and I’ll be back
Only wait for me,
When your sadness turns in black,
Yellow rains are free.
When the snows fall down like fate,
When there is a heat,
When the others cannot wait,
Don’t remember a bit.
Wait when from the far-far place
Letters cannot come,
Wait when they’ve got...

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There're frost and sun, the day is fairy,
You're sleeping yet, sweetheart, you're merry,
It's time, wake up, my pretty lass,
Open your eyes that are so tender
towards Aurora and her splendour 
Rise like the Northern star to bless.

The eve, remember, evil blizzard,
Sky's full of mist, sky was...

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Gold leaf is burning very bright
on Christmas trees and bush is hiding
toy wolves, they're looking through the night
with eerily eyes, their look is biting.

Oh, my prophetic tiresome grief,
oh, quite freedom of my ego
and empty sky that cannot live
with laughing crystal in vertigo.

P.S. This is my...

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I oiled the card of daily being
splashing the paint from glass; I pointed
slanting cheekbones of ocean streaming
on plate of jelly, I was joyed
to read the calls of some new lips
on tin fish scales; oh, it is cute,
But could you play Nocturne on ribs
of very noisy...

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say no 
say no to war
how pity it is 
to see young innocent children
innocent of the evils of this world
crying for their dead mothers and fathers
with no promise to the future
for religious and political
falsehood causing disaster


the poor always has to fight
in other to see the...

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