Poems by the students of the 4th course of English Language department, language School In Down Town
Eva Litvinova group 405
Castle in the forest among the mountains
Cold and rainy weather, cliffs,
Forest with coniferous trees,
Wooden castle among the mountains
This is truly a masterpiece!
Clouds and mist and waterfall
And the calming wind of fall.
Look how beautiful it is
This is truly a masterpiece!
Here’s the place where peace is found,
Beauty is everywhere around!
I can stay here all life long
It’s the place, where i belong!
Vladislav Konjushenko 405
The opposition of light and darkness
Dark and sun.
One bower down.
Magical place of me around,
This palace is our town.
Clouds up, steam in down.
Light inside your darkness.
Shiny sun and dark clouds.
It is all this picture about.
Waterfalls around me,
I’m in castle.
Look at me.
Shining eyes, trees background.
Now i see a view of dreams.
Unforgettable attempt.
Maria Rogotskaja, 401
Castle among forest
Extremely valuable painting,
tells you an old story.
It’s more than just a myth,
Or a colorful belief.
Here you can meet beautiful fairies,
whose home is a dark forest.
They dance with waterfalls all day,
watching hounds who protect the castle.
Here you have no gods
They all gone long time ago.
You’re only true king here,
unless the night grows cold.
Don’t trust astonishing shining
many heroes died here.
And when you watch castle,
Beware of the dark forest.
Beata Kotilevits 401
As I walk through these landscapes
From a land long ago
My fantasy dreams
Went so natural though
If these walls could talk
Then the stories they could tell
Would surely go wildly away
There the castle sits in all its mystery
Framed by mountains and clouds
And overhead a strange sunset
Is trying to break through the misty clouds
Tolbin Sergei 403
Unattainable
In the edge of eternity,
Where human has never been,
Is standing abandoned castle
Which no one has ever seen.
Running waterfalls,
It’s all that surrounding him.
Mysterious fog envelops him
And sinister thunders far ahead
Are telling to abandon your hopes.
Marija Mitjakina 403
Mysterious castle at the waterfall”
Among the high mountains and dark forest
Where a great waterfall flows into a river
There is an ancient castle built in …
Gothic style
Outside it seems dangerous and scary
But you can also find magic in it
He is mysterious …
And he has his own long story
Right next to it you can see a beautiful bridge
And going through it you will notice the arbor
According to legends, lovers met here
To stay together forever
And what about the high tower going into the cloudy sky?
The most beautiful views open from there
There is rarely sun and often dark
But it makes this place special
Dimitri Sazanov 407
“Waterfalls are waiting for me”
Life is a ship,
And me, as the captain of it,
Who isn’t afraid of a shipwreck,
Who tries to reach this mystical world.
I really would like
To have a stop in this big village,
Surrounded by these gloomy mountains,
But very bright lights.
I want to escape
Storm that is coming for me,
These full of sadness clouds
And enormous, melancholic bridges
I can’t even say
What I really want in my heavy life
But one thing I know for sure
Waterfalls are waiting for me.
Nikita Plotnikov 407
“Сastle of glass”
It was a beautiful place
But now they are leaving.
Everyone on his own pace.
I am left here alone, screaming.
This is a terrible castle,
Full of my sins and vices.
There are my thoughts of the saddest.
Full of my personal crisis.
I knew that this castle of glass
Sometime will be broken.
I knew that this castle of vice
Will be my own coffin.
All of my friends are kicked out
Out of this cursed landmass.
So it is the right time now
To destroy this castle of glass.
Katja Zasienko 407
Miracle or drowning fantasy
I have been traveling for all my life
To find a beautiful place
A fantastic world
A Heaven down to earth
I lost all hope
I lived my life in vain
I didn’t find myself
I was broken
I climbed a mountain
And saw a magnificent castle
Hidden in the mountains
And gold flows from the mountains
I found what I was looking for
It’s a miracle of god
But suddenly a sharp pain pierced my head
And my eyes closed forever
Maksim Druntsenko 404 group
The castle is destroyed, the walls are torn down
But there was hope for them,
And, before the formidable towers, a miserable sight
It will no longer frighten the enemy, as before.
From the knights there is only dust left
Rusted swords and armor
Their masters have been sleeping in the land for a long time,
On a stone without even leaving a date…
And there was a time – among these walls
Life sounded, there was a whole castle,
And the knights came to the tournament
To shed blood for the honor of a beautiful lady.
Was a fortress, protection from enemies,
But he became unnecessary and forgotten, alas,
And under the heavy blows of centuries
The castle is destroyed, the walls are torn down…
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