My Madmouselle Poem by Hovhannes Alekyan

Another Christmas with no time,
The tree this year will not shine,
Another story with no tale,
This years wishes will prevail.

Ice is melting on our shores,
All to feel the shelfs in stores,
People really pain don't feel,
Need a lot to have the will.

Not a star in our wars,
Why - don't ask
We've target mars,
Such an interesting task…

This christmas still i call her my,
Every day i ask just why,
How love my me then met,
The love in mind how she's spread.

My friends exploring what's called life,
Together to glory we will thrive,
The day is full - with love's made mooves,
Sound simply soul our grooves.

World at war - blood on shore,
Today we need just nothing more,
The ocean setting things in motion,
Lacked we deeply yesterday caution…

Celebrate today if must,
Make tomorow you your clust,
Find yourself and come on loose,
From the stance where had to choose

Feel your thoughts and be just you,
A sure thing you can be two.
Has proven hard to stick the day,
In any case we can just play.

A year has this single day,
When people're gathering to play,
Celebrations prove to me,
The reason life how came to be.

Every day a different way,
Till you know what you can say,
A bit of sadness in this play,
Guess she really had to lay.

Why but life
Through pain we thrive,
Why my she
Is far from me…

Wandering the streets in dark
Hope this thoughts the good will spark,
Carefully look I when rain
Is slowly droping through my vaine…

Sure'd love to feel all pure,
Just imagine the whole allure,
Though, another feeling comes
As we learn that it's a chance

Really, what's a winning game,
Lady, maybe that's your name,
Perhaps it can be even you,
Just imagine - the world, us two.

Must be tiering - all the looks,
Thankfully went through the books.
Baby, listen - give me your pain,
Belive me start it will the chain.

Looking like a fallen tree,
Drinking after when with me,
Smelling like a pricey moove,
Coming over for the groove.

Motion flowing through the sceane,
Tasty was the bloody gin.
Circus'll always have the moove,
Dosen't matter the flore they'll hoove…

Only why, when just a tea,
Perhaps could make you more like me.
Why if old & smelly cheese,
Kills around all disease.

Listen, stupid friendly rat
What in pockets you have got?
Show me, promise, i wont tell,
Swearing on my card from shell.

Up the trend,
Filling the nan,
Seconds life of you've forgone,
Closing luckily the gap,
Seize the moment - off the hat.

Madmousell - bonjour, please,
Let me walk you home - misses…
She's hot and not,
Loved all she'd got,
Her hair and a tiny stirr
Colours suddenly will blurre,
Flying all the way to moon
Only so i met her soon,
Called you, write i did the hit,
Now remembering the bit…

Me you - they, or it's just us,
Define we here what is class,
Sadness - madness, all that drive,
Mind when falling through the dive…
Middle earth has got it's leads,
We make claim here of seeds.

Lighting up the sky with you,
The play was beautifull, it's true.
Loved with friendship - learned what's good,
How she make and brake the hood,
The very meaning, why we mood,
Have, or why you out stood
Wasn't fact that looked you still,
Now uneven bitter feel
Is all that has your stupid reel.
Daring forever by this i stand
See how much your love has meant…

09 Dec 2022
Dilijan - Saint-Petersburg