In Blood Poem by Kateryna Polishchuk

Tonight my soul is covered with blood.
It`s shaking, crying, bleeding to the death.
Was full of love, but drowned in stiffing mud
My heart has lost the rules of holly mess.

Tonight the blood is streaming down the cheeks.
Each droplet shows the spirit`s common face,
It pierces me like run through air sticks,
Destroys the warmness and forgiveness space.

And heartless pain is playing with my mind.
Tonight it`s suffering in darkness on alone.
No one can help it or the thoughts find
Because my soul has turned into a stone.

Tonight my hands are in the body wine.
They`re squeezing my heart like a wild dove.
They are disconsolate and have commited crime…
At last they won and killed the present love.