dimonX თემებს შორის განსხვავებაა და თან დიდი:1.აქ ასაკობრივი ცენზი არაა დაწესებული
2.კონკრეტულ მიმდინარეობაზეა ამ თემაში ლაპარაკი და არა ყველა ლექსზე რომელსაც "ახალგაზრდა" პოეტები წერენ
Why do you have two different colored eyes?
Once upon a time… It was winter. Mud was gathered into snow.
Days were cold, but they
still were disappearing like spring somewhere. Dark night separated
days and numbered them, it numbered days, months, years, centuries,
you know,
by turn.
It was a gray day of an ordinary winter, but unordinary there were
only those strained, nervous manners, which were not familiar to the
inhabitants in the old times.Dialogue is changed on 02.26. 1995
Parent:
- They lived as they used to live and everything was O.K. before you
came and taught them the words: love, hope and faith. Who must take
responsibility for this now? Yes! Why are you keeping silence and
looking at me thus? Yes, as you are not such a person? I don’t leave
these things like that! You don’t know me yet!!! What have you done?
Take this mirror away just now! No, it’s not me. Where are your eyes?
It’s not me!Where are you?
- The strained atmosphere which was in the city demanded for
sacrifice.
Eyes were looking for sacrifice. The voice, which was heard in the
city, asked for sacrifice. Their affairs were united with sacrifice.
And they were surrounded with winter. The flying birds have flied
long before and the birds to remain were there still. The birds to be
eaten were eaten long before… The sky and the earth were united with
white, light snow, which was falling down slowly on the muddy,
hungry earth and then the earth ate it. The fear lived in every
moving object. The fear which didn’t release them. The fear which
asked for more and new sacrifice.
The fear which they carried and warmed with warm heats of love.
The fear punished them for betrayal and they were born to be
the slaves of fear since Adam. They only remembered the proverb of
their forefathers:
“Thefamiliar hardship is better then unfamiliar happiness.”
- Keep silence! Don’t let the fear hear us, as you know even walls have ears!!!
It was thus then. Then there came the dawn and as
though there never existed the fair. The sun shined, butterflies,
birds, flowers were together again. As though they never were
somewhere else. And the spring came again in the city. Only I don’t
remember the numbers of thesedays and where I stood.
- What do you want from me? – with nervous voice he interrupted me
from the silence and I began to thought and understood what made me
to talkso much:
- Why do you have two different colored eyes?
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This post has been edited by zicke on 26 Feb 2007, 20:50
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