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Young, beautiful, tender, slender…

The best in cooking,

The best in hosting,

For no one is looking.

Just boasting!

The picture was really unique.

When I looked at it I felt sick.

 

Why should I cry? What for?

My make up costs much more.

The law of our life:

If you don’t get used to all  you’ll die.

If you don’t die you’ll get used to all.

 

One bottle of vodka for a fool

Turns into a rocking stool.

John, will you offend me?

-Offend? You? Never!

I never offend women.

-But if I do something wrong?

-I’ll kill you.

Why should I offend you?

You are my pride

Which I would like

Somewhere to hide.

 

She doesn’t like the sea food,

She likes the sea of food.

 

The best way of trust

100% of payment in advance.

On the right foot

I’ll put on a boot.

On the left foot

I’ll put on a shoe.

For you to see

That I am nervous.

AIDS – Added infection during sex.

I am thinking to give up drinking.

But how can I do that?

I am in the greatest fear

as beer costs less than milk.

Isn’t it the greatest bilk?

May be I am not as strong as it seems to be,

But I am not as weak as someone wants me to be.

It’s not the question  whom to marry,

It’s the question what to do with the rest?

Gary. Larry, Barry, Jerry……

Hello! Is it the right number?

  If you have nothing to say keep quiet,

If you have nothing to show you are retired.

Her conscience is so transparent and clean

That it will never be seen.

 

A woman does it sitting,

A man does it standing,

A dog does it raising its paw.

 

That’s how they meet,

That’s how they greet,

That’s how they say “Hello!”

And what did you think?

Any tale can be true

If you know who is who.

 

If to be true

I wouldn’t like you telling me what to do.

Otherwise I will tell you where to go

And it could be an interesting show.

 

Buy this watches

With diamond blotches!

They are like Swiss made.

Ok! Here are dollars hand made.

 

Wisdom comes with age.

But isn’t it strange

When sometimes the age comes alone

And moans, moans, moans…..

Yesterday was early,

Tomorrow will be late,

Today I have no time.

I wish you to lose all your teeth,

But one tooth let remain

To feel that tooth pain.

 

Do not protest!

As it’s the best!

After doing nothing

To have a good rest.

 

A soul wants a picture,

An ass - an adventure.

 

I am always polite,

And think I am right.

When I send him to hell

I always recall and ask

If he is well.

Take it as a rule:

Break pregnancy

Before the intimacy.

 

Alcohol kills slowly.

Don’t worry!

I am not in a hurry.

 

Pessimist thinks all women are whores.

Optimist that statement adores.

 

If you are a good lad

Every child should call you dad.

 

I will not give up drinking

But I will go on thinking

If I should give up smoking.

 

After drinking Russian vodka

An Englishman from Yorkshire dialect

Has broken into debauchire dialect.

After drinking whisky

Some men are so frisky,

But some are so boring,

All night snoring.

 

I am looking for a husband and a friend.

If they come together I’ll withstand.

 

My mother wanted a boy,

My father wanted a girl.

That’s how they’ve met.

 

If you don’t want to spend your money for a little Willie

Don’t be silly and protect your willy.

Children ask where from the things appear.

Parents ask where the things disappear.

 

He was a man of my dream

Until the time I found out his dream.

 

The world is boring for boring people.

The less you know – the better you sleep,

The more you know – the better you eat.

 

Oh, darling! You are the best out of the rest.

I will explain. Yesterday I was convinced in it again.

I’ve bought tea for losing weight.

It’s not so bad with a cake.

 

 

Can’t find a tool

to communicate with a fool.

 

 

-How many things do you need?

-Just a few, but every day something new.

 

I am your present folks.

Will you be my box?

 

I had the greatest chance

to learn how to dance

as we had one chamber-pot.

Here is a dot.

 

He thought she would cook like his mother

But…it happened she drank like his father.

 

I am absolutely indifferent  to

what you think about me

as…I don’t think about you at all.

 

There are people with horns,

There are people with thorns,

There are people with only worms.

He tried to prove

that he was not a fool.

But in his eyes

I saw an elementary school.

 

Don’t look at me with fear!

It’s much better to drink beer.

I am looking for a man

who smokes, drinks and thinks

he is the best.

I’d like to share with him

the same interests.

 

She was an angel lass,

but…with tattoo on her ass.

Better to be smart and sometimes dull

than dull but sometimes smart.

A man’s logic is convincing,

a woman’s – more interesting.

 

All women are angels.

But when they break the wings,

to overcome the troubles

they may use any things,

even to fly on the broom

in the night’s gloom.

 

Who will help me to get rid of menses

with the guarantee for 9 months?

All women are young,

but…..some are younger.

 

I am not sad,

I am sober.

 

I am not a present,

I am a surprise.

I drink three days a week.

They all start with letter ‘T’.

Tuesday, Thursday, Today.

 

There are so many good guys,

There are so many nice names,

But I have the one who lies

With a horrible name James.

            A drunken man shouted as his voice allowed:

            Where am I? I feel like to cry!

            You are in Soho square if to be fair.

             Hell with nicety ! Tell me the city!

 

Forbid Viagra for those who have podagra!

Let the pensioners  have a good sleep!

Let them their life keep!

 

He: Well, Ann!  With a johny I don’t feel so much horny.

And…using any condom it’s not a treason.

She: Well, to be silencer I'll be just a trespasser but not a murderer. 

 

If you don’t believe in love at first sight

look at me once more from another side,

I hope you’ll see something to adore.

How many times should I repeat?

I am not a slacker,

I am a hacker.

 

Let’s have a bet for 100 dollars!

If I use a fuse you’ll refuse.

 

Poles, trees and lakes

are the best brakes.

 

Everyone could be much wiser

If that one would find a sympathizer.

 

Any plan without intent –

The essence of a content.

-Why did you marry?

-Had no life experience.

-Why did you divorce?

-Had no patience.

-Why did you marry again?

-Have lost my memory.

 

I could send you somewhere

But only can tell you, if you care:

You have just come from there.

 

The things you could do today

You can do the day after tomorrow

And without any sorrow

You’ll have two days of rest.

 

You are so fashionable

And  I am not profitable.

 

He is richer than me for 10 years.

 

MY FOOLISH HEART

 

My foolish heart!

Stop beating so nervously and quickly!

I have no more strength to bear this pain,

everything is quite plain.

My eyes have become tearless,

my arms have become helpless,

I have no more strength of will,

I am so tired and ill.

There is no more sense to forgive,

there is no more sense to believe.

My foolish heart, stop trembling

just because of one call from him,

the call which has broken the silence

and looked like a violence.

My foolish heart! Do you hear me?

I will not allow you to speak.

I don't give a damn that I can't sleep.

I don't want to love him any more.

What for? All we had was before.

My foolish heart! Keep quiet!

I am very tired, I am not desired.

My foolish heart! Look at me!

I've let him go,

now you let him go too.

 

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

September 16th, 2010

FEELINGS HAVE NO AGE

 

Feelings have no age,

feelings have no distance.

With coming years you become a sage,

only real love is your existence.

 

Your body feels more,

your heart beats faster,

your taste is sharper than before,

your soul becomes a master.

 

Feelings have no age,

they become even stronger.

Your love doesn’t live in a cage,

it has no time to ponder.

 

Feelings have no age,

if you love you don’t have to repent.

You have a big revenge,

if your heart and soul are in content.

 

Feelings have no age….

 

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

I WOULD COME BACK

 

I would come back

but the roads are hidden.

Though many times were ridden

they haven't left any tracks.

 

I would come as a spring dawn

breaking the winter's yearning,

greeting the beauty of the morning,

the first flowers on the lawn.

 

I would come as a tender rain,

as an April thaw in springs.

I would grow big wings

but the idea is inane and brings pain.

 

I would come as a lilac sunset,

as silver or amber early dew.

I would become a real mew,

fly to you and sing a duet.

 

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

August 20th, 2010

Don’t tell me farewell!

How much more I would love to tell.

I remember how we have met.

Those days I will never forget.

Don’t tell me farewell!

Without you I can’t find a place to dwell.

I remember how we have met by chance.

You looked at me with such a charming glance.

Don’t tell me farewell!

I don’t believe you are the one to swell.

Some things I understand,

We’ve built a castle on the sand.

Don’t tell me farewell.

I don’t believe that you are heartless,

I don’t believe that you are soulless,

Without you I am just helpless.

My destiny is hanging by a thread,

My heart will long for you and bleed.

I’ve spent the whole day in sorrow,

Don’t know what to do tomorrow.

I don’t want to play with  words,

But I would like to offer prayers to all Gods

So that to hear nothing more

But only one word “Hello!”

 

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

WHAT IS THE COLOR OF LOVE?

 

What is the color of love?

 I'll paint it with RED.

 Do you ask me why? Because.....

 Red roses are the symbol of love,

 Red sunrises are the symbol of life.

 What is the color of love?

 I think I'll paint it with ORANGE.

 I'll give it to you by the segments.

 It looks so naive but....

 You have to believe.

 What is the color of love?

 And now I am painting it with YELLOW.

 It's the sunshine of the bright day.

 It's the color of flowers in spring.

 What is the color of love?

 I'll better paint it with GREEN.

 "Green grass of home...",

 Green leaves, green peace...

 What is the color of love?

 I think I'll paint it with BLUE.

 It's the color of the sky,

 It's the color of freedom,

 It's the color of seas and oceans

 It's the color of the devotions.

 What is the color of love?

 It is sometimes dark blue

 When the ocean is angry

 When someone's love is not true.

 What is the color of love?

 May be it is VIOLETTE?

 Don't try to guess

 As I'd like here to confess:

 It's a RAINBOW!

 

 Larisa Rzhepishevska(Odessa, Ukraine)

May 6th, 2010

 

 

 

ADIEU

 

The autumn is crying,

cold rains denying,

North wind burns my face,

colorful leaves are flying,

as they are in a race.

 

I have parted with you

telling quiet adieu,

and it seems for good.

Not having heard I love you,

I quite well everything understood.

 

There was time I believed

when sweet words I received,

I just wanted to be loved,

but you simply deceived,

he has become your beloved.

 

 You’ll be quite well forgotten

as your love was so rotten.

When my wounds are healed

I will start a new life,

in a new house, on my own field.

 

Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

September 18th, 2010

The melody of love!

It's such a beautiful moment!

When loving eyes meet,

The words you don't need.

The lightning sparks the hearts,

The holy union starts.

The melody of love was born.

The whole land it would adorn.

It's divinely beautiful,

It's graceful and faithful.

It's virgin pure,

It's impossible to reassure.

Its gusts are noble,

It's just youthful.

For two the nightingale sings,

For two God brings wings

And join their hearts.

For two a new life starts.

The melody of love!

It's just a tender touch.

It's beautiful as such.

It's beautiful in a dance,

It's beautiful in a sincere glance.

The melody of love!

It's in a tender kiss,

In tremulous words you miss.

It's the unit of two worlds

Swirled in one tight node,

No one knows its code.

The melody of love!

Hearts are filled with happiness,

Souls know only kindness,

There is no strength to part,

It's so light on the heart.

The melody of love!

 

© Copyright Larisa Rzhepishevska

Once upon a time

In a warm spring day

The bee flied far away.

It has left it’s shelter

To collect the sweet nectar

From the beautiful flowers

Using God’s dower.

When the bee flied over the field

Alas, it couldn’t see the caterpillar

That crept in the grass.

The caterpillar looked at the bee,

Looked at the sky with yearning,

It also wanted to fly,

Learning the world around

And not to creep on the ground.

Burning with passion, tearfully

The caterpillar said hopefully:

“I love you the bee.

I would agree to do anything

If only  I could fly with you.

Don’t tell me adieu!

I haven’t any view from the ground

I just feel to be bound.”

The caterpillar was lost in tears.

Having enough sufferings during the day time

It has fallen into a deep sleep

As there was no more strength to weep.

But when it woke up in the morning chime

It thought it was still a dream time

As it could now fly into the sky,

It turned into a butterfly.

The same morning having seen the butterfly

The bee’s heart melted with joy.

Oh, boy! It was in love at first sight,

Together they would have a wonderful flight.

Now they are flying together

In the fields, in the woods, in the gardens

And their love hardens.

The flowers give them

Their sweet nectar to drink,

There is no troubles to think.

 

The fable, I’ve told above,

Doesn’t need a question: What is love?

Everyone understands it in his own way.

What else can I say?

 

This fable was written on the motif of an old French song 'L'Abeille et Papillon' (1956)

God save you from uninvited sadness

that  knock at the windows at blind  nights,

from sweet cheats that seem to be happiness

but then …. as an enemy smites.

 

God save you from unneeded advices,

from  insulting libels, from vain expectations,

from those who pretend to be friends

and then …. go with denunciations.

 

God save you on the non shallow roads,

save from the choice between duty and wish,

save from the pain of loss and doubts,

save from needless  suffering and anguish.

 

God bless, save and protect you today and always!

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

The 15th of April, 2012

Such a disaster once had happened.

Water and fire had fallen in love

Master to hug the fire was maddened,

Was so much afraid to hug his love.

 

Strong arms of fire enchanted, gleamed,

All around him has brightened.

Pull over to her love water dreamed

But the flames of fire frightened.

 

Prideful and beautiful was the fire

With each coming day his love blazed

To hug water was his greatest desire

But …to do it he was so much afraid.

 

The same often happens in life.

They love, but are afraid to show.

With the real feelings they strive,

Different ways they forever go.

 

Can’t live together water and fire.

One another they only admire.

 

©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)

The 28th of April, 2013