The Love, Perhaps, Is An Institute By Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

The Love, Perhaps, Is An Institute By Rasul Gamzatov



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The love, perhaps, is an institute
Wherein no everyone wants to learn is
Where Joy and Sorrow, all the days and nights
Lead a lessons for the students.

And an intricate books I flip the pages,
But inevitably I am convinced
That we able to learn not everything
On the unsuccessful experience of others.

I studied, but the knowledge was fragile.
I bruise, was undone.
I made a rough mistakes,
Told not right and behave not right.

I have not succeeded, though was, in fact,
The eternal student in this Institute.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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