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Olga Dobrozhan

Olga Dobrozhan

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Olga Dobrozhan

Olga Dobrozhan

13
Writings
3
Followers
3
Following
Onwards

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

Floating through life, relying on nothing but pulse of the air

To adjust my erratic direction.


We are silent partners, we’re friends and we’re strangers.

We only have got one another; and


This mysterious, ever-expanding connection.


Corrections and shifts to the course -

I’m not even tiniest bit bothered.


Another adjustment,

Just keep looking straight -


Absorbing the impact. Accepting the tru...

Poetry

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The Last Answer

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

The clock struck twelve and went in opposite direction.

Unwinding mysteries, unearthing what was lost for good.

Untangling the truth from infinite exhausted iterations of


white lies. And colored being though as such by just the eyes

of the beholder. Whatever’s going to be left residing at the

very bottom, unshattered, triumphantly resting as it would -


Among all Humankind Achievements, Failure,...

Poetry

Thread Of Hair

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

The line I have been walking

Keeps getting thinner every day.

I mean, it would be great to

have a break in getting through.


But there is just no coming

through those thick-laid bricks

And spears and tricks that

You’ve been plotting all around.


Adjusting my approach

Does not seem to be yielding

Any, even semi-decent crops.

So I shall modify the gist.


Again and so it goes.

On, and on, and on.

You...

Poetry

Aisle Four

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

Walking down aisle four

Disturbing passers by with my

Intensely growling thunder-like,

Three-days-I-haven’t-eaten, and

Angry-as-a-beaten-beast demeanor.


Not knowing what I’m searching for.

The food looks lovely. Take your pick.

The shelves are full. I guess it’s good.

But empty pockets tickle me these days.

Which I don’t fancy, if I’m being honest.


I’d give a crap and take a crab

If I came down ...

Poetry

1
About perseverance

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

You take a leap, and then another

Thus moving forward proud two steps.

Inevitably being thrown though

Right back by five, or four, or three.


And every time you seemingly get closer

There quite unfortunately seems to be

Another obstacle across your way.


You wipe off sweat, your tears, and hopes

You persevere further through your pain.


Yet in such dance and in such rhythmic

pattern, ending with a...

Poetry

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A single drop

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

Shouted at. In front of all.

For no apparent reason.

So she was. I’m sure that

she moved on since then.


"She seemed quite strong."


I’m sorry, there was not too

much I could have done.

I would have if I could.

Who truly wouldn’t?


-


Exiled and forced to leave,

And so they left -

I wonder why?.. To me

they seemed just fine.


"I’m sure they’ll be alright in time."


I wonder now if there was

Some...

Poetry

1
Perspective

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

It might not always break your way.

But regardless of what others say -

you should have at least tried


to carefully squeeze into that

tiny window of opportunity.

To make everything right

and fall into place again.


Your heart might be broken,

and your prayers - unheard;

yet the world hasn’t ended.

And even though it truthfully hurts


you have stood through the storm.

The inevitables haven’t broke...

Poetry

1
On the brevity of life

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

Don’t waste a moment of your life,

For life is short.


Don’t spend your days to figure out

Which way is right and which -

is not.


Embrace your days, don’t kill your time,

So that you wake up in the morning

Knowing -


You’ve done exactly what you could

And in the time that you’ve

been given.


Annoyed, or angry, or frustrated

With the cards that you’ve been dealt,


You never kneeled, did not give ...

Poetry

1
Choices

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

"Is there life after one bad turn?"

Those who look for excuses fail.


"Are there points of true no return?"

Those who look for solutions prevail.


After one bad rhyme comes another;

Yet you pick up your pencil and write.


You learn from the choices that drag,

That destroy, and that pull you apart.


Change direction, without looking back,

Striving only to hold what you’ve got.


Left?


You erase you...

Poetry

Be You

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

… "As I woke up this morning, the weirdest realization came to my mind - I was convinced I was someone else. Which might as well be true for so many of us in this room.


We are walking through our lives, with every single event making it their mission to shaken our beliefs of what is real and what is reflective of our inner selves. Regardless of what clothes, cologne or faces we wear, I hope that ...

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