Сложные стихи на английском
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Full sail ahead, sensate the vim, position yourselves on the beam.
Together, fully fit and trim, drifting no more under one’s steam.
Against or with the flowing stream – it matters not for a bireme.
Make history, use up another ream, it is ongoing like bloodstream.
It wouldn’t hurt to only skim If claws of life carved out your theme.
Should it be blatant or just mim, don’t be afraid to ink another rheme.
Like schizophrenic who denies the sym, the course of nature thou blaspheme,
Refuting stiff its prim though yet well-predisposed regime.
Reversed Compatibility
Think twice before the poignant sunrise revealed your secrets in disguise.
Don’t melt unlit sunset is set to come through internet.
An afterglow is what I know to stow away and don’t let go (and don’t let go).
How dare you fornicate at present state when trust’s so hard to replicate?
I always knew you won’t obey until the end of my last day.
And now you managed to create a crate of my eternal hate that compensate my woeful freight that you humiliate.
How could you perpetrate my future fate by pushing down my stagnant plate?
I see your lies right through your eyes.
I used to patronize but now antagonize.
A blast of lust that rusts so fast.
You must have turned your past into a perverted vast…game.
You shouldn’t wait until sunset will bring an ardent evident.
Sunrise has come and stream of light just turned my heart into a fright.
No afterglow’s left to remain and now you drain my heavy life lane.
I mold a thought that holds a board captured with gloat on our sinking love boat.
It lurks beyond my comprehending, rending the end instead of mending.
Your harmless hack merged into whack with such a knack that hit my black rack of lack.
I see your lies right through your eyes.
I used to patronize but now antagonize.
A blast of lust that rusts so fast.
You must have turned your past into a perverted vast…game.
You shouldn’t wait until sunset will bring an ardent evident.
Sunrise has come and stream of light just turned my heart into a fright.
No afterglow’s left to remain and now you drain my heavy life lane.
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