When I die, don’t bring me flowers. Don’t whisper that I will be missed, Don’t kneel, don’t pray for hours Don’t shed a tear –
Author: Tatiana www.politicallypoetic.com
Born in Ukraine. Curious dreamer and ardent believer in the power of tomorrow.
Tell Me Sweetheart
This poem was written in 2005.
I Come to You at the Eleventh Hour
I come to you at the eleventh hour ‘Cause you are my last resort. Ashamed ’cause I know that you have the most power Yet,
THREE GIANTS
This poem is included in my chapbook, “Inconsiderate Bastard,” which proceeds to support voting rights. \https://www.newswire.com/news/tatiana-keresteshs-new-book-inconsiderate-bast-is-an-evoking-21364218 Three giants changed history, Three giants with one dream.
Not my Friend, Not My Foe
You aren’t my friend; you aren’t my foe You aren’t my lover anymore. A friend is the one who’s always there ready to give a
There is No Freedom
Face the reality, There is none of the freedom that’s being preached to the whole world. You see through a distorted prism, further away –
Sip of Chardonnay
In a glass of wine, I drown my pain A glass of wine helps me numb my soul. Sip after sip of dry chardonnay Soothes
Heal my hurting heart, oh Lord
Heal my hurting heart, oh Lord Take my turmoil and turn it into triumph You gave me life, so fill it with joy I am
Your Eyes
They say the eyes are windows to your soul. Your pupils. Oh,they can show Pain, joy, and pleasures. The anger, fear, sadness. The pupils, they
Silent Killer
May night, pernicious night A dim eclipse. Chernobyl ash is in the air. No soul around. The darkness has played awful tricks, Crippling veil threw
Buried Heart
Eyes blinded by the sun, I didn’t notice when you stole my heart How masterfully you closed the door Left me wonder and wanting more.
All My Wishes for You
If I could make wishes come true, I would give all my wishes to you To lift you up, to give you wings, So you
Slick ‘C’ and ‘K’
Learning English comes with a fun, Just stay with me; let’s try this run. The letters’ C’ and ‘K’ are two peas in a pod
White, Old Men in Charge of My Future
White, old men in charge of my future. Relentlessly they resist the truth. Spread the fear and grand old party cheer, Corruption and deception they
Grounds For Hope 