Loneliness Poem by Kseniya Rundel

And you don't expect a call, and you don't want to call to.
As if somewhere inside the thin spring has been broken..
Loneliness, loneliness
Has been keeping watch over.

This fearsome guardian is chasing after the tail.
It is he who remembers the epochs of sparkling time
Pretending, pretending
to be appeasement and prime.

And the sadness lone and blue there is in the eyes
To turn back, or to disappear bit dated?
Yes, I am the Messiah, yes, I am the Messiah...
I wish I reincarnated.

by S. Ryzhkovsky
http: //www.stihi.ru/2011/05/22/8240