THOUGHTS OF FUTURE

Table of Contents

Title

Copyright

Lifetime

A Mosquito

Compatibility

Life

Helping Hand

Heartbeat

Paleness

Despair

Thoughts and Memories

Maturity

Martyrs

Sigh

Not Always

Lawn

Life and World

My Autumn Garden

Delusional

Wish For

Hey, Friends!

Fallen Heroes

Entirety

Love And…

Benevolence

Reincarnation

Source

Teenager

Poison and Wine

Love

Dawn Bird

Waves

In Love With

Springtime Blossoms

Beautiful Sunset

A Girl

The Poem

Song and Music

A Symphony

Unsung Words

My Lass

It Is Raining

More Potent Than Words

Ripe Apple

Unfold

Ripe and Pure

Eternal Wish

In the Mood

Nature's Symphony

Whispering Winds

Serenity in Nature

Living

In Bed

Insect

Your Story

Colorful

With Love

Supplication

Spring Night

Honey and Rose

Time and Space

Girls Wish

Pursuit

Feelings

Emotions

Whispers of the Stars

Eternal Embrace

Nighttime Rituals

Version

Life and Time

Correct and Desirable

In Love

A Cocktail

Dancing Away

Life and Existence

Evening

Dusk

To the Forgotten

For Her

Choice

Remembering

Passage at Night

Injured

At Times

Adieu to Summer

Desire

About the Author

THOUGHTS OF FUTURE

Grish Davtian

ISBN 979-8-89112-505-6 (Paperback)

ISBN 979-8-89112-506-3 (Digital)

Copyright © 2024 Grish Davtian

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Lifetime

Twists and turns, a dance of life,

Like a winding road full of strife,

With every step, a new surprise,

A journey that never really dies.

The twists that come, like gusts of wind,

It can sometimes make our heads spin,

But with each bend, we find our way,

And learn to navigate the fray.

The twists of fate, the turns of chance,

Can lead us to a new romance,

Or send us tumbling to the ground,

Where we may lie, lost and unfound.

Yet still we rise, we push ahead,

With every twist, we're not afraid,

For life is meant to be a ride,

Full of twists that we cannot hide.

So let us dance this dance of life,

Embrace the twists and all their strife,

For, in the end, it's all we've got,

A journey that we cannot stop.

A Mosquito

Just, or almost,

It is the size of a dot.

In the air and space,

It is a point, an insect.

It doesn't even have a tail

To become a comma.

Here's a flying dot,

That doesn't understand

Length and width,

Stature and height,

Yet it flies in magnitude.

With its wings,

Head and feet

That I haven't seen,

But I know,

Because

When it sat on my arm,

I destroyed it

With a slap…

However, it ventured,

And dared,

With supreme mania for self-sacrifice,

Attacking, getting into my eye;

The pond of my eyes

Blurred

And burst into tears…

Fair enough,

Yet,

In the battle of life and death,

I desire

That the mosquito,

Or the world

Don't make your eyes get blurred

With tears.

Compatibility

To be and feel…

It is a great song,

That rises within you with your puberty;

Churning constantly in the depths of your heart,

Feeding enchanting fairy tales;

That glitters to you with the smile of a virgin,

Who falls in your arms, makes love with you,

Complying to your will, against your desire;

That kisses your fervor lips,

And satisfies your oozing passion with rewards;

That builds an arch of dueling over your head,

And wins your soul by the cry of a child.

To be and feel…

It is a fantastic song,

That sows weeds in the cracks of your heart;

That splashes blood into your clear looks;

That blurs the lines of your brain,

And dulls the blade of your judgment;

That breaks the cool chord of your song,

Putting grudge and resentment in its place;

That instead of your friend's love

Installs conspiracy in your path against you;

What an inexhaustible disgust and loathing

That will restrain and strangle your soul.

To be and feel…

It is an arrogant song,

That stirs the fire, scourge, and disaster,

To destroy evil and create good;

That pushes you to riot and rebel,

That burns the whole root, trunk, or branch;

That you stand against the establishment,

Thundering the song of the revolution,

That shakes the faith of old;

That creates hope for the future;

That shakes, that trembles,

And becomes self-conscious at the edges.

To be and feel…

It is a powerful song,

That brings a smile to the lips of the day;

That breathes into life, rhythm, and vibration;

That trickles down with a spray of rain;

That storms the sea with waves;

That fertilizes the earth with seeds;

That tunes a song into the wind;

That unfolds, that overflows,

That bursts into flames with a giant eruption,

Torches a pet in the sun,

So that no shadow remains in the space.

To feel and live

In the sunlight.

O God, O universe, O nature.

Life

That you are passing

And you have passed,

I do not care at all,

I do not give a damn;

Is it not that I am kissing your lips,

And