POETRY FROM MY HEART
Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Young, beautiful, tender, slender…
The best in cooking,
The best in hosting,
For no one is looking.
Just boasting!
The picture was really unique.
When I looked at it I felt sick.
Why should I cry? What for?
My make up costs much more.
The law of our life:
If you don’t get used to all you’ll die.
If you don’t die you’ll get used to all.
One bottle of vodka for a fool
Turns into a rocking stool.
John, will you offend me?
-Offend? You? Never!
I never offend women.
-But if I do something wrong?
-I’ll kill you.
Why should I offend you?
You are my pride
Which I would like
Somewhere to hide.
She doesn’t like the sea food,
She likes the sea of food.
The best way of trust
100% of payment in advance.
On the right foot
I’ll put on a boot.
On the left foot
I’ll put on a shoe.
For you to see
That I am nervous.
AIDS – Added infection during sex.
I am thinking to give up drinking.
But how can I do that?
I am in the greatest fear
as beer costs less than milk.
Isn’t it the greatest bilk?
May be I am not as strong as it seems to be,
But I am not as weak as someone wants me to be.
It’s not the question whom to marry,
It’s the question what to do with the rest?
Gary. Larry, Barry, Jerry……
Hello! Is it the right number?
If you have nothing to say keep quiet,
If you have nothing to show you are retired.
Her conscience is so transparent and clean
That it will never be seen.
A woman does it sitting,
A man does it standing,
A dog does it raising its paw.
That’s how they meet,
That’s how they greet,
That’s how they say “Hello!”
And what did you think?
Any tale can be true
If you know who is who.
If to be true
I wouldn’t like you telling me what to do.
Otherwise I will tell you where to go
And it could be an interesting show.
Buy this watches
With diamond blotches!
They are like Swiss made.
Ok! Here are dollars hand made.
Wisdom comes with age.
But isn’t it strange
When sometimes the age comes alone
And moans, moans, moans…..
Yesterday was early,
Tomorrow will be late,
Today I have no time.
I wish you to lose all your teeth,
But one tooth let remain
To feel that tooth pain.
Do not protest!
As it’s the best!
After doing nothing
To have a good rest.
A soul wants a picture,
An ass - an adventure.
I am always polite,
And think I am right.
When I send him to hell
I always recall and ask
If he is well.
Take it as a rule:
Break pregnancy
Before the intimacy.
Alcohol kills slowly.
Don’t worry!
I am not in a hurry.
Pessimist thinks all women are whores.
Optimist that statement adores.
If you are a good lad
Every child should call you dad.
I will not give up drinking
But I will go on thinking
If I should give up smoking.
After drinking Russian vodka
An Englishman from Yorkshire dialect
Has broken into debauchire dialect.
After drinking whisky
Some men are so frisky,
But some are so boring,
All night snoring.
I am looking for a husband and a friend.
If they come together I’ll withstand.
My mother wanted a boy,
My father wanted a girl.
That’s how they’ve met.
If you don’t want to spend your money for a little Willie
Don’t be silly and protect your willy.
Children ask where from the things appear.
Parents ask where the things disappear.
He was a man of my dream
Until the time I found out his dream.
The world is boring for boring people.
The less you know – the better you sleep,
The more you know – the better you eat.
Oh, darling! You are the best out of the rest.
I will explain. Yesterday I was convinced in it again.
I’ve bought tea for losing weight.
It’s not so bad with a cake.
Can’t find a tool
to communicate with a fool.
-How many things do you need?
-Just a few, but every day something new.
I am your present folks.
Will you be my box?
I had the greatest chance
to learn how to dance
as we had one chamber-pot.
Here is a dot.
He thought she would cook like his mother
But…it happened she drank like his father.
I am absolutely indifferent to
what you think about me
as…I don’t think about you at all.
There are people with horns,
There are people with thorns,
There are people with only worms.
He tried to prove
that he was not a fool.
But in his eyes
I saw an elementary school.
Don’t look at me with fear!
It’s much better to drink beer.
I am looking for a man
who smokes, drinks and thinks
he is the best.
I’d like to share with him
the same interests.
She was an angel lass,
but…with tattoo on her ass.
Better to be smart and sometimes dull
than dull but sometimes smart.
A man’s logic is convincing,
a woman’s – more interesting.
All women are angels.
But when they break the wings,
to overcome the troubles
they may use any things,
even to fly on the broom
in the night’s gloom.
Who will help me to get rid of menses
with the guarantee for 9 months?
All women are young,
but…..some are younger.
I am not sad,
I am sober.
I am not a present,
I am a surprise.
I drink three days a week.
They all start with letter ‘T’.
Tuesday, Thursday, Today.
There are so many good guys,
There are so many nice names,
But I have the one who lies
With a horrible name James.
A drunken man shouted as his voice allowed:
Where am I? I feel like to cry!
You are in Soho square if to be fair.
Hell with nicety ! Tell me the city!
Forbid Viagra for those who have podagra!
Let the pensioners have a good sleep!
Let them their life keep!
He: Well, Ann! With a johny I don’t feel so much horny.
And…using any condom it’s not a treason.
She: Well, to be silencer I'll be just a trespasser but not a murderer.
If you don’t believe in love at first sight
look at me once more from another side,
I hope you’ll see something to adore.
How many times should I repeat?
I am not a slacker,
I am a hacker.
Let’s have a bet for 100 dollars!
If I use a fuse you’ll refuse.
Poles, trees and lakes
are the best brakes.
Everyone could be much wiser
If that one would find a sympathizer.
Any plan without intent –
The essence of a content.
-Why did you marry?
-Had no life experience.
-Why did you divorce?
-Had no patience.
-Why did you marry again?
-Have lost my memory.
I could send you somewhere
But only can tell you, if you care:
You have just come from there.
The things you could do today
You can do the day after tomorrow
And without any sorrow
You’ll have two days of rest.
You are so fashionable
And I am not profitable.
He is richer than me for 10 years.
From the sky to the land,
It’s so painful!
First thought:
Enough!
It’s the last flight!
But then again
we look at the sky
and wish to fly.
This is our human nature.
We forget about danger
and again look for adventure.
We are strange, strong and weak,
something more we seek.
As only the wounds heal
we again feel to fly
up to the sky,
surprising God with our wish
that flourish and vanish.
We believe only in a good dream
after so many falls and anguish.
We have not enough life,
we have not enough sky,
we have not enough time, and it flies.
Thousand times we make new tries
and…after all
start from the very beginning,
looking for a new sporting.
This is the rotation of life:
falls and flights,
up to the end
my dearest friend.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
September 16th, 2010
I LEARN AND STUDY ENGLISH
- Let’s start from the very beginning!
- Ok, I know, it’s a very good place to start.
- If you want to know how to read
you have to learn the alphabet.
As far as we are not in a race
you can face 26 letters in one phrase.
“The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog”.
Now we’ll have some dialogue.
You’ll see how new words appear,
I hope everything will be clear.
For example: to admire – admiration,
to inspire – inspiration. Now you, please!
And pray be at your ease!
- To desire – desiration.
- Oops! My voice whoops!
Well, when you study English
you have to distinguish:
one goose but many geese.
-What about a moose?
Are they meese?
- A lone mouse can transform into…
a whole set of mice,
but… it’s impossible for a single house
to become a whole block of hice.
- Ok, a house – houses.
Why not a mouse – mouses?
- A tooth but teeth, a foot but feet.
If I speak of a foot
and you show me your feet.
- And if I give you a boot
would a pair be called beet?
Can I say a root
and in plural form reet?
- Let’s make this question complete!
There are a lot of exceptions
in the language of British nations.
Anyway, the rules are the tools
for learning the language,
and together with the exceptions
it is something like a sandwich.
Let’s go on!- said my teacher with a yawn.
A lot of time has already gone,
I am not going to stay here until the dawn.
Do you like to read?
- Of course! The books are the source of information,
to learn the language formation.
- Ok, then you are a reader.
- If I like to write I am a writer, am I not?
- Oh, something I forgot!
Let’s take an easy word “ball”.
- Yes, I like to play football.
- Good! Now open the ball!
- What do you mean by that?
I am not a rat so that to cut the ball.
It’s not funny at all.
- You are kidding!
- Oh, no! I am not a kid!
I would like to know where the meaning of that “ball” lead.
- Ok, in that phrase “ball” has the meaning of a party,
but… a bit more arty.
- There are a lot of other English words I can’t understand.
Why do they call all men gentlemen?
Are they all gentle?
This word looks so fundamental.
If a man is rude can I say a rudeman?
I wouldn’t like to look like a clown
That’s why I ask you again:
Will the difference remain
if I say: shut up or shut down?
I would also like to know:
If we say a teacher taught
why can’t we say: a preacher praught?
If people from Poland are called “Poles”
Why aren’t people from Holland called “Holes”
- Ok, I think our time has gone
and the whole picture of English was not yet drawn.
But at the end of our lesson I would like say:
You were lying all day.
- Oh, no! That’s not true!
I lay on the sofa just several times.
You had better tell me:
With just what “lie” rhymes?
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
August 21st, 2010
I AM A WOMAN
I walk in the street,
don’t feel my feet.
I don’t walk, I swim
like a swan on a slow stream.
All women are just like women
but I am a queen,
I am on the scene,
Of course, I am not of a model height,
just a little bit overweight,
but…I’ve got so much charm,
and it’s written on my palm.
Yes, I can be sometimes furious,
and as a woman I can be curious,
and my character is not for those who are nervous,
and not for those who are jealous.
But…I’ve got so much gloss and stylishness,
I’ve got so much tenderness.
Let all the problems go to hell!
Let all those exes just swell!
I’ve decided once and for all:
As far as I am not a ball
I wouldn’t like to be handed,
I wouldn’t like to be offended.
I am a woman
and want to know only a real man.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
THE LANGUAGE OF FLOWERS
The language of flowers was born in the East
and today this tradition still persist.
Having a lack of communication,
being unable to show it on their faces,
the women of the East created the language of flowers,
it could show their love power,
it could show their mood,
it helped them to be understood.
Once it had appeared as the language of communication
it turned into the method of admiration,
it turned into an art,
this language has become so smart.
In the Victorian epoch
the language of flowers was used
to express the secret feeling,
each flower, each color had a certain meaning.
The language of flowers still exists today.
The one who presents a red rose wants to say:
I love you so much,
I need more than a touch.
My heart is on fire,
I have a fervent desire.
The one who presents a white rose wants to say:
You are my love,
you are my dove,
you are as pure as the first white snow,
I wish our love to grow.
My love is sincere,
I want you to be always near.
My love is stronger than a passion,
a tender kiss will make a good ration.
Can’t help being enchanted by your modesty,
can’t help admiring your purity.
Red and white roses together
say much more than any weather forecast.
That one wants to say:
You are my other part,
you are in my heart,
you are my gift given from God.
If that one hears the answer:
You are my Lord,
then he is the happiest man in the world.
If someone presents you bluebells,
it tells he wants to know for sure
if your love is pure,
if your love will remain,
until you meet again.
If you are not sure of your love
and suddenly get cornflowers,
it means your love has a real power.
There are so many flowers on the Land,
They let us know and understand
the beauty of our life,
that there is no need for a strife.
Even with the fast pace,
and the unnecessary human race
our modern life on the Earth is worth living
with the Greatest feeling of Love.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
DISAPPEARING GENERATION
We’ve got used to the disappearance of some people,
we just worry a while and then forget, sometimes regret,
it’s merely a question of time.
But…it’s a pity when we don’t care a dime
when the whole generation disappears,
when nothing good to follow appears.
I would like to speak about the generation of women over fifty.
They are certainly not guilty, I mean, of their age,
which anyone shouldn’t accept with rage.
But today those women seldom appear on the screens, in the scenes,
they seldom visit theaters and cinema halls,
their places are occupied by young dolls.
They do not go abroad ,
This trip some of them can’t afford.
But where are they?
Where do they stay?
They are in a hospital, in a market, in a flat,
little by little getting fat.
They are defenceless, often dreamless,
they do not go out, they do not shout,
they only whisper : which bread is crisper?
They are not needed by the rest
as they don’t do everything so fast.
This whole generation of women disappears
and nothing good to follow appears.
No one asks: Why? May be it’s a lie?
We shout today: Children are our future!
And what about our culture?
The generation of women over 50 disappears,
the career created on young bodies appears.
We’ve lost millions of grey haired heads
just because they are no more a lass.
China legs, drugs, habitual use of the word “fuck”,
glass made eyes, no need to realize the situations,
interest in new glamour sensations.
Young bodies shout today:
Leave us alone, we do not betray.
Don’t we deserve all that?
Certainly you deserve all that
But… those women deserve more.
What do we live for?
The dreamland is full of one time women,
they can be changed like a one time syringe.
Is it normal? Isn’t it strange?
All that trivial-virtual sex
which helps, as they say, to relax.
Do you imagine a poem about such relations?
It gives me only a frustration.
We forgot about those women who gave style,
Who hated love which was just for a while.
We forgot those women who had taste
and their life was not a waste.
We forgot about those who wrote an elegant literature
forgetting to write their signature.
We forgot about those who created politicians
and they were not at all capricious.
We forgot about those who gave their lives to their husbands
because they lived on real life lands.
We are losing the sight of that generation of women
and together with them their men.
We lose those of the concrete results,
they were the first whose men went to consult.
And now I would like to ask you again: Who will remain?
Can a young body, certainly for big money, be your real honey?
Can a young body be a loving wife?
Will she fight for your life?
Of course, while watching those young bodies,
in the period of excitement,
you forget and forgive all:
their foolish heads, their foolish songs, their foolish speeches,
and at the moment it doesn’t really matter if they are bitches.
May be those young bodies are right?
Without any fight they would like to get all and at once,
They would not like to lose their chance.
They are in a hurry, they do not worry about tomorrow.
They would like to live without any sorrow.
But they forget that tomorrow will come
and together with it their age
they won’t remain on the stage
but with frustration will be added to the disappearing generation.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
MY LIFE EXPERIENCE
The more I live the more I am surprised
There are still a lot of things to be realized.
The life flows like a river on the land,
The more I know the less I understand.
The more I give the less I get,
But my life style is: Never regret!
The time flies, it will never come back,
But the hopes still live with no lack.
Some people say: The less you know-the better.
But I think it’s not a laughing matter.
If you don’t know how to live now,
Don’t lose your courage!
In the best of my knowledge
Speak out loud
And I am sure you’ll find the way out.
And I am sure you’ll be understood
As there are so many people
And most of them are so good.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
A PARABLE ABOUT A REAL WOMAN
There were six men in her life
And they all loved her, but...
Their love was so different.
The first one was very rich.
He loved her because she was beautiful.
He just wanted to have a doll,
To demonstrate her to everyone
And listen to every ones saying:
"Wow! What a beauty you've got!"
So, she has left him.
The second one loved her because he loved sex
And all the time in bed he repeated:
"Oh,you behave like a whore!
I want you more and more."
She was fed up with him and has left him too.
The third one wanted her to give birth to 11 boys
As he wanted to make his own football team.
She wouldn't say that she didn't like football or children
But.... 11 boys! She just imagined their noise.
The forth man was a famous sculptor.
She was a muse for him, his Goddess.
He even made a pedestal for her.
But she also had to leave him
As she didn't want to be a secret object.
The fifth one liked the way she cooked.
But he was always hungry, so she understood:
If one day she wouldn't have enough food for him
He would eat her leaving only the bones.
There were six men in her life
And they all loved her but....
Their love was so different.
When the sixth man has come into her life
He proclaimed:"I love you because you are a REAL WOMAN !"
He loved her when she was smiling,
He loved her when she was crying,
He loved her when she was capricious or angry.
But her food was so delicious.
He loved her when she was sometimes foolish
Or sometimes very smart.
He loved her when she was sometimes lazy
And didn't feel like cooking.
He loved her because she was just a woman,
A woman with a womanly soul.
And she had to be understood at any state of her mood
She loved him because he discovered her soul.
She loved him because he was just a man.
When he looked at her or just touched her
Her soul was coming to light.
He had brought her life to delight.
She loved him because he was a REAL MAN.
There were six men in her life, but...
May be there were not six but seven or eight?
Who knows?
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukrain)
WRECK OF HOPES
Our meeting was an accidental,
But I am so sentimental,
So romantic, so sensitive and gentle.
I praised him to the skies,
I idealized my Peter
Thinking he was sweeter
Than any fresh peach.
And his speech! Wow!
It sounded like neoclassic music,
Like a roar of sea waves,
Like an echo in the caves.
I didn’t forget about champagne and a candle
With aroma of a sandal.
Waiting for my prince to come
For the romantic dinner
I put on my best dress
So as to look thinner.
The door bell rang like an angel sang
And not like someone’s: bang-bang.
I flied on the wings of love to open the door,
Not even feeling the floor.
I told him about love,
About my wish to call me “my dove”.
But…Peter’s glutton
Was filling with peaches,
And he looked at me like a mutton.
Each peach he washed down with champagne,
And when nothing remained I suggested him steaks,
He has eaten nine without any breaks
And drank vodka like cola,
Ate some expensive gorgonzola.
I tried to change the situation
And hoping for some communication
I began to sing a song
But again I was wrong
As I’ve heard him mumble,
Then I’ve heard something had tumbled,
And then a noisy rumble.
The rest was just a ballad
As his face was in the salad.
I wiped his face with grace and thought:
What a disgrace!
You’d better take off at a very fast pace.
If you want to live
You’d better leave this place,
Now my life is happy and has a glitter
Without any Peter.
Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
A PRAYER FOR MY FRIENDS
I pray for all my friends,
I pray for the one who love defends.
I pray for those who warmed my heart,
I pray for that one who keeps apart.
I ask our Lord to send them all health,
I ask my God to bring them all wealth,
I ask my Angel to protect them from a fall,
To listen to: for whom the bells toll.
I would love your cup to be always full.
I would love your life to be always beautiful.
I would love you all dark clouds to avoid.
I would love you never to be annoyed.
Let friendship be the best treasure!
Let love to be the best measure!
Let your Motherland be always the dearest!
Let all my friends be the nearest!
My friends are all around the world.
I would love them all in waltz to whirl.
I am sure my prayer everyone will find.
We are all on this Earth are bind.
My blessings are for all my dear friends.
I am welcoming to my prayer all the lands.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 18th of October, 2011
Not looking at anybody doesn’t mean not to see,
To do the things you like doesn’t mean to be free.
To be at the very verge of life doesn’t mean to die.
And standing on the ground doesn’t mean not to fly.
And how much to pepper so that all could be well?
And how much to sugar to avoid the hell?
To live a normal life doesn’t mean not to dream.
But how long to wait realizing that dream?
How loudly shout to suppress a whisper?
What questions to ask to recognize a twister?
Do not forgive offense is not to keep the evil,
A beautiful appearance can hide the devil.
Not screaming with pain, doesn’t mean not to suffer.
To be deceived, does not mean to be a duffer.
How cool to be to avoid the passion?
And how sensitive to be to see the affection?
Many questions in our tough life arise.
The answers are found if you are enough wise.