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Olga Dobrozhan

Olga Dobrozhan

17
Writings
4
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Following
Olga Dobrozhan

Olga Dobrozhan

17
Writings
4
Followers
3
Following
Circle Of Life

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

In a world full of roses,

be a drop of the rain on their cheeks.


Follow gently the curves

On the very surface of their universe.


Travel the world atop

The most wonderful cushions and bed.


Never to be distracted

By violent games played by the


Animals, passing and rushing

ahead. Making a whole new circle -


Returning back to the sky.

Only to carelessly parachute down


To enjoy the journey -

A...

Poetry

Creator

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

I thought about writing a letter

But something just didn’t feel right -

When I phished it out of my mind

And attempted to put it on paper..


So I figured, it wasn’t my true own thing

And I must be good doing something other

Than working with letters and concepts

And all.. I thought.. maybe running a poll?


It shouldn’t be difficult, ain’t it?

Just drop ‘em in numbers and see -

What they say. How t...

Poetry

On Mischief And Men

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

They say it all starts with a word.

And the word could have been Love.

And the word could have been God.

Which might as well be the same thing.


Who would be fit to confirm?

Who would have heard with their

Own set of ears to attest to that?


No one, I bet.


So we might entertain a thought

That a word, whether Love of God

It was not. Perhaps, it was the first

Piercing and shy spark of light.


Tha...

Poetry

Status Quo

Olga Dobrozhan

1 min read

Too much Peace,

Too much Love,

Too much Happiness.


Too much Luck,

Too much Focus,

And too much Success.


Too much Light

In a single too Long

Of a Life -


And just not enough

Darkness.



Not enough Pain,

Not enough doing

So many things


(All so very much in vain,

now, of course!)


Not enough Hunger,

Not enough Poverty,

Not enough Shame.


Not enough steering

Way out of the original course.


..Sa...

Poetry

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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

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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...

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