Сборник стихов на английском языке

Автор: Звонкова Татьяна Юрьевна

Организация: МБОУ СШ № 2

Населенный пункт: г. Смоленск

photos by Adam Matthias

 

 

 

A prayer for the tourist

May your crowded town be miles away,
All pleasureless tasks be forgotten.
May the road be straight by all day
Without stones and big logs, especially rotten.

Wish you to see friendly smiles everywhere,
To relish local sounds and sights,
To smell with delight summer scents in the air,
To avoid stuffiness at nights.

May every day be full of bright impressions,
Of sparkling lakes, bushy mounds and a clean brook.
Decline all meetings that can spoil your emotions,
A picturesque nature is waiting for your look.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Return

I'm waiting at the door for your return, my sweet.
You will appear, thawing and tired after heat.

I will hug your shoulders blandly
And kiss your bristly face.
The twilight will cover us hastily
From a wicked neighbour's glance.

You will offer me a jaunt by the ocean
To say goodbye to this grinding day.
We will relish the sundown together,
Its warm light and a slow decay.

We will inhale the salty evening air,
The darkness will stand us in good stead.
The night always has a magnificent flair
To drive loving people extremely mad.

 

 

 

 

Grey mood

A winter wind blows outside
And makes salty waves caress the cold shore.
A damp misty air hugs the countryside,
An indolent sun doesn't warm anymore.

A blunt cold prevails in nature and in human hearts,
Our mood is put at the disposal of winter.
Joy and warmth are left apart,
Summer happiness is a simple splinter.

Naked trees abide sparse rains,
Stone premises cast grey shadows,
Your absence causes me a rigid pain,
Penicious, relentless and frail.

 

 

 

 

 

You come in the evening to sit by the ocean
To listen its roaring, admire its waves
And feel like it washes away your emotions
And gives you the freedom from tiring days.

You come to relish its curly foam
Which looks like white cotton,
To breathe salty air - a kind of balm.

To enjoy the movement of its surface
Sometimes calm, sometimes crude.
To feel nacre drops on your face
Which refresh swiftly your mood.

 

 

 

 

A lonely walk

Early at the dawn you'll leave a sleepy town,
And won't forget a map to get the highest mount.
You'll take a narrow path along a sandy beach.
You'll see a splendid waterfall so difficult to reach.

You will relish a misty morning,
A sparkling dew, soft clouds floating.
Due to the calmness of the air,
You'll hear songs of birds somewhere.

At the top of an unknown rock
You'll have a rest at 8 o'clock
You'll admire a blanket made of clouds
That will cover the picks of the mounts.

 

 

 

 

***

Someday I will see you,
Though that day hasn't come yet.
You'll say you like me
But will you ever forget?

I want you to stay and play you part
But after the beauty starts to die
Will your footprints still be on my heart?

You are my one unconventional desire
Which I keep in my heart with bliss.
After this life is over
You'll be one person I know I'll miss.

Though it would be hard to say goodbye,
Your friend, I'll always be
As long as we always try
To keep the friendship between you and me.

I'll support you for an uphill lifetime
If you'll just hold my hand
We could have a magnificent time
In the days we have not yet planned.

 

 

 

***

What is my darling made of?
Sometimes I haven't any thought.
Perhaps of the warmest smiles
Which he offers a lot.
Or maybe of tender hugs
Protecting from a cold world,
Of gentle dabs without words.

Undoutedly he's made of the slightest grin,
Of open arms inviting me in.
He's built of the sweetest dreams
I see every night
And which I always wait for with a special delight.

Of a coastal breeze so pleasant and warm
That I want to feel one day at the dawn.
He's made of quaint actions
Which sometimes cause me pain,
Of subtle compliments that I want to remain.

 

 

 

Lullaby for my beloved

All issues of the day are diffling
And difficulties should go away.
The air in your bedroom isn't stifling,
A book on your pillow to finish the day.

Please, throw away all excessive thoughs,
Emotions ought to be calm.
The soul is gleeful without dark spots.
Sweet dreams are ready to come.

A tender night will cover you gently
And bring you a discernible healing.
Also I will defend vehemently
My beloved blissfully sleeping.

 

***

Let my kiss wake up you in the morning,
Smell this special fragrance of July.
Put on your most comfortable clothing
Wednesday will be your devoted ally.

The summer breeze has come to stay.
He brought with him the smell of ocean,
Of flowers, leaves, of sand and hay.
To remove your night emotions.

Leave your lonely house and
Peace which reins always here.
Imbibe the morning sounds,
A new life in front of you will appear.

 

 

Spring

A new green spring came at last
And turned the frozen nature into blossom,
And coloured the paths, the parks and the fields,
Admire the plants, they are awesome.

A fresh salty wind isn't able to withdraw
An intrusive desire to caress you skin.
And send you kisses gentle and clean.

On sleepy hills tiny flowers appear,
The roar of the ocean becomes crisper.
This spring inspires me to whisper
Countless compliments in your ear.

Let this green power involve you in a stroll,
Let a warm sun shower you with its tender.
Let this young May fill your soul
With a special rapture that you will always remember.

 

 

Compliment to the ocean

I'm persuaded, only you, my blue almighty giant,
Can wash away all murky thoughts
And make my mood flamboyant.

Leaving blurred spots on the rocky shore
Your waves call me for peace.
Blissful calmness and serenity increase
(I have never felt it before).

I would like to fall asleep in your fresh salty hugs,
Set about a refreshing makeover
And forget daily hustle and fuss,
All grueling work I pored over.

I'll never get tired of contemplating
This orange mild sunset - an evening art.
I'll never give up till ever-changing waves be playing
With a tiny boat of my heart.

 

 

 

Lonely fountain

In the silent secluded part of the town
It offers all cool splatters to us.
And takes urban noises lying down,
This swatch of sparkling freshness without fuss.

It prompts our worn-out bodies to life,
And we realize we stay still alive.
It brings back our forces hijacked by the heat,
Increases excitement and vital heartbeat.

It scatters its drops to caress a tired mind
And takes care of a mental ailment.
Its wet coolness helps us not to run wild
When we feel our wishes unfulfillment.

We have a special perk to feel its fresh affinity
Which returns us maxed-out emotions.
So, sit on the bench next to me,
Let's relish this water infinity.

 

 

 

 

Summer meadow

Amongst old gloomy mounts
You'll notice this green carpet
Which on a fertile ground
Possesses a good number of flowers.

You, lonely tired wayfarer,
Aspiring to have all the time in the world,
Will be appalled by a full-flavoured air
And will stay for a while laid-back.

Exhausted, you can have a nap or lie around,
Admiring summer plants ans herbs,
Innocent flowers, impossible to count,
Nothing here will get on your nerves.

Eye-catching beauty of this meadow
Undoubtedly sets apart.
Refreshed by an evening shadow,
You, belated traveler, can depart.

 

 

 

 

Emerald lake

Among summer unforgettable treasures
Don't neglect this pristine green lake
Which is poised to refresh you without measure
And urges you to wash away your fake.

Don't be scornful towards this modest beauty
Which always strikes a chord in simple human hearts.
You won't feel anymore oppressed by daily duties
If you immerse at least once.

Meander near abutting bushes,
Touch their berries and leaves,
Inhale the freshness of the branches
That grapple with August stroppy winds.

You'll be filled with energy of nature,
With light of summer sun and warmth of dusk.
So, swim and don't let autumn to hinder
Before we fall into the depths of bitter winter.

 

 

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Опубликовано: 08.11.2021