No, I am not Faust after Semen Kirsanow

Ksey_Gan

 

"I am bored, demon." Faust

has sold himself to the devil!

I am bored you Without

I wander the earth lonely.

 

The demon will not disperse

this boredom by plague,

or lightning from the highness

or a sinking stern of barque.

 

I need "you." Who "you" are

God knows, I do not know.

I looked at the bridges arc,

I shook on the tram fast bow.

 

I looked at the ice floes -

and I met no one in point.

But man sadly alone !

cannot live in the world deployed

 

He cannot wander by the wall

with a deserted gaze,

where even Satan - oh, the devil! -

is not visible nearby, rest.

 

The sky with a myriad  of stars,

more than in poems Goethe.

I would bring  one adore

to you alone. But where are you,emptiness?

 

Come one step closer. at least,

will my soul satisfy your requirement

I am ready to give it, Miss.

Is the soul worth anything significant

 

 

 

With the fate of the afterlife  rest

I will settle with the devil accounts

But ar the future you i guess

I will not act like Faust…

  • Author: Ksey_Gan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 29th, 2025 11:32
  • Category: Love
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  • sorenbarrett

    A most interesting presentation of selling one's soul for love. Or should I say selling the future for the present.



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