The Crock And The Sun Poem by Zamir Osorov

Do you believe?
I looked as the same stupid and greedy crocodile
from the fair-tale
who once captured sun from the sky
and swallowed it,
covered world with completely darkness.

The same thing had done my person
with my love.
I swallowed it wholly
hoping absorb and completely quenched.
But love do not died
even though locked hermetically at me
she diligently and stubbornly
blazing and burning merciless inside,
eventually drugged my body from bog
where I long lived in misery
toward the blue to her perpetual domain.

have absorbed and owed completely me
And now from my person leaving nothing at all
exept the shining sun of love
wandering in heaven.