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Love and Gold

Love:

True inspiration I ignite
In every poet’s heart,
I move an artist’s brush to paint
A masterpiece of art,
And everybody falls in me:
The foolish and the smart.

I am the scent of bursting bloom
And I’m the first kiss
Of passionate and tender youth,
Its harmony and bliss.
I live inside unspoiled souls
Who really care and miss.

Gold:

I am the shining of the sun,
I am its morning ray,
I live on millions stars above
And in this earthly clay,
With me ends every moonlit night
And then begins new day.

Both noble and so pure am I,
Also corrosion-free,
That’s why my glitter and my glow
In temples you can see,
And thousands people broke their backs
From depths to get me.

Love:

No matter how pure you are,
How noble you may be,
You ruin everything I do,
You are my enemy,
And down you bring those who’s sublime
From their high degree.

Lie is your tool, so is man’s greed,
Your glitter’s just a shade
Which darkens everything that’s true,
Eventually it will fade:
You’ll lose your power over man,
With you he won’t trade.

Gold:

I’m not to blame, I’m what I am:
Attracting, shining gold,
It’s not my fault that man for me
His soul to devil sold,
It’s not my fault he hunts for me
No matter young or old.

But I can be a faithful gift:
A lovely wedding ring,
Or in a craftsman’s skilful hands:
A fine and perfect thing,
Not only greed and stinginess
Into this world I bring.

poem by Ruslan Kerimov
Added by Poetry Lover
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