Stalin’s song plays balalaika Sick obsession with communal state Cycles of oppression and lashing out A gun in a face, an invitation to fate. The
Author: Tatiana www.politicallypoetic.com
Born in Ukraine. Curious dreamer and ardent believer in the power of tomorrow.
In the end, we all become a story
To you, who aided the demise of my life Fragmented and depressed my existence You caused calamity and strife Bestirred a beast in me with
Season for Imagination
White flurry magic comes from the sky, flattering down with elegance and grace Just like angels, softly cover the earth bring a season of joy
Moods of Christmas
A busy season or it seems A joyful shopping and gift wrapping Spreading holiday wishes and dreams Hoping to find a great treat in stockings.
Wintry Mix
Winter weather is like no other Like a jar of cocoa – has its wintry mix How does the earth recover from the frosty cover
November Sky
Have you observed the November sky? It looks so innocent and so undone It’s not the same as in July A visible phenomenon made by
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