In Contemplative Darkness Poem by Norbert Tasev

Now the crazy, bribed Loneliness, like a silent, irresponsible killer, burst into my life: And then I just started saying to myself, "If you are afraid and afraid of Tomorrow, at least give me the world today and appreciate it! "And among so many endless things, Man seemed to sparkle, beneath the surface of vanities! "

Mood pessimism is now more than unbearable - when the bad weather comes! You know the mood of your mood - patiently waiting for your joy! Slowly, maybe you don't have money left over. Your stomach is declaring a protesting, swirling war against you, and you know: In you, self-pity grows like an unhooked weed!

As a barking herd member, I deliberately never drifted with the crowd. As a sure stubbornness of my intention, I consciously shut myself up with seven padlocks, and my whole otherworldly dead-white reality throbbed like a single sore wound while my cowardly heart drummed. "But down here now, there's a misty foggy silence everywhere and the narrow line of sight is limited to my nose! "

And I consciously got off the unstoppable tram of desire: I let mad and bribed loves tangle in tangles! "It would have been much better to forget all the magic wonders of my past, " the incessant darkness is still flaunting its dreaded labyrinths in the city, while making loud noises after it, as it seeks to destroy with hatred! "Tears are soldering my sad eyelids forever."