Skilled mason’s work.
What is our life for eternity? —
Just five minutes. Or less.
Give me your hand, come
Slowly turn your gaze to the pond,
Where reflected on the water’s surface,
Unknown constellations float to us.
Look at the world in awe
At its magnificence and beauty,
While cruel eternity
Won’t scatter our ashes in the wind…
«When the scarlet dawn burned…»
When the scarlet dawn burned,
We met with you
Under the contemplation of starfall.
I understood once and for all —
I don’t need others!
Everything turned into a terrible whirlwind
of your flying dress.
Every day there is a war with death.
Nobody knows in advance
What will be the final score?
As before, in the distance,
The trains leave languidly,
And the souls of people are full,
From nowhere to nowhere.
Burn, blaze, my star!
Oh, wondrous light of your cheeks
I’m excited and tempted
The flame in my heart will keep
The beauty of your bewitching magnetic soul!
Someday, dear, all in all,
I will meet you again
I know it exactly…
«When I look at you, then…»
When I look at you, then
From somewhere in the labyrinths of the soul
There is a faint echo:
“Understand – death, for love, is not a hindrance…”
Wherever you are, wherever I am
Our love will be as alive as before.
We will be together again; the lighthouses will reunite us,
You and I, otherworldly sailors
In constant search, in the universal sea of troubles —
We will find each other
because there are only two of us.
«Sitting on the riverbank…»
Sitting on the riverbank,
drinking tears of anguish.
Can a poet
Live without love?
What should we do
In a world without feelings?
The glass is not half full,
It’s empty.
Drunk to the bottom…
Spring will never come,
Nothing will melt the ice.
The moon shines at night,
In a quiet pool, it’s blurred,
But still visible.Hope dies
last, but what if she died already?
(The birth of rumors and gossip)
She hung herself in the hall.
Exhumation was not carried out: 
