Усім привіт! Мене звати Владислав. Останнім часом я пробую нові хобі, і одним із них є написання віршів, англомовних!!! Сподіваюсь, хтось це помітить.
Хотів би почати з трилогії “Lovesick”, що в перекладі означає «Залежна любовʼю»
Анотація: Це доволі епічна, емоційна та сумно приваблива історія. В першому вірші, героїня стикається з жахливими стосунками, де її хлопець насміхається з неї та використовує до ментальних проблем. В другому вірші, вона зустрічає нового, але й тут невдача, через два роки він загинув. В третьому вірші вона в депресивному стані і вирішує що це кінець.
дисклеймер: в віршах можуть прослідковуватися теми ЛГБТ, всі легальні та нелегальні залежності, сексу та насилля, а також використовується нецензурна лайка!
Lovesick, Pt. I
Blue boy, you’re looking like a Gen Z
But anyway, I’m all yours
Or you can call the police
That girl with weird hair
Seducing you, attracting you
As if you’re standing by a hurricane
But understand me, I’m lovesick
Maybe I am second Marilyn
And I don’t know why we’re wasting our time
Come on, let’s run on the rooftops
To watch the Hollywood sign
Popcorn, front row, I’m all yours
Imagining we’re watching “Pulp Fiction”
Baby, I finally reached the mission
Some people would say
“You’re not okay, you’re looking like a sexy bitch”
“From adult tapes”
And they would pour coffee on me
It looks like I’m ruin everything
And you are my support
So where is everything you promised
French kisses in front of people
Avoid any condemnation
Baby, when we will start conversation?
You’re making fun of me, but I’m trying to be
Your Aphrodite, right from the pearl
And at this point, I understood
That you were using me
For all your mental problems
Then where are your pscyhotherapists
Tranquillisers or cocaine?
I don’t care how you’re sleeping
I think when you’ll turn to 36
You’ll fucking act like “I need mommy, cry-cry-cry”
And it’s not funny that we’re living near the police station
I can’t invite my friends to parties
I can’t put column on balcony and listen to A$AP Rocky
All news are touching the topic
That our district full of hipsters which setting fire
To every band, from West to East
And I can’t even fucking acquire a tan on a beach
Because they’re watching me
They’re watching you
It’s a crap, boy, I must leave
I was supposed to be with partner similar to feminist
Although he is similar to a bandit
Oh gosh, how much pain you gave me
I must confess, I knew it would happen
That’s why you’re still blue boy
And you’re bleeding with rage
Lovesick, Pt. ll
High, high, high, high
Rise ye up, rise ye up
High, high, high, high
Rise ye up, rise ye up
Calm down, baby
Now we’re on a Ventura Highway
All puzzles are glued together
And I’m leaving this town with good emotions
You’re not enough for me
Are you still afraid?
That you’re a feminist hunk
Baby, you can see my eyes burn
To possess you
I’m gonna build a sanctuary
Just because we’re making love
Or we can buy a trailer
To run away from these Gen Z
Baby, I know how you like
California girls and the puzzle is folded again
Won’t you throw these compliments
Against to me, yes I know, I’m not that kind of girl
Rich bandit, cool gangsta superstar
Looking like you were raised in ghetto
Oh shit, I’m on my knees, let me touch you from bottom to top
The feeling of homogeneity
Finally suppressed everything
Then let me take you to another part of story
Two years have passed, all is solid
My brilliant boyfriend blew up on TNT
Our house is total ruin
I’m totally tired of persecution
I went to my sister in Omaha
But somehow it’s intertwined with memories
About California
“Gloria, I must go”, I said to her
Couple tattoos from Kevin are still with me
I’m still looking after the wounded of his gang
And granddad assed me to whiskey
Also to espresso martini
Now I’m lovesick again
No pain, no gain, but I’m still in this game
I’m fucked up, I know, just like my soul
It’s time to fix a headache
Put everything in its right place
It’s getting tired to represent
The sweet cutie widow
God, what about that moment
When he proposed to me
On the Venetian gondola
And I cried like I wasn’t in myself
Now he’s gone, rest in peace
I’m gonna sing “National Anthem”
To forgive myself from what I did
How I led to him while he was precious treasure
I lived on his money, and he was in debt
How can I stay away from this drama?
I’m absolutely fucking karma
To everyone, sorry mom
Fuck me, if I’m not gonna build a garden
To re-examine all
‘Cause he won’t never wake up again
Now I’m riding on Ventura Highway
I read his poems about me
I was so domestic, now I’m nomad again
I can’t believe it happened
Being a bachelorette in 23
Oh how it kills, where is my disc with “OK Computer”?
I must relax before I immerse myself in a trance
And put everything in its right place
Lovesick, Pt. lll
Prologue
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
And I’m home, it’s so warm
I’m in disregard
There’s only one quesadilla
And a big bag with me
I’m walking on Santa Monica
And watching different couples
First speaking Spanish and embracing
Second is having troubles with money
Third is too luxurious for kisses
And I’m the only one - simpleton!
Then I walked into beach house
Of my dear friend Lola
She said “How’s your life?”
And I opened a diary, let her read it
She wasn’t shocked
“You’re just too good for having boys”
But it’s too unjustified
She must help me pick the broken pieces up
But instead she go away to Nobu
So I went to the laundry
After all, my house was robbed
Oh how dare you Lord? Why you put me in this experience?
I urgently need a man
I won’t do harm, I promise
I’ll wear a polka dot dress instead of a fur coat
I’ll clean the whole house than hire a servant
I will keep no secrets from my parents
I wanna changes, ‘cause I’m still lovesick
Lovesick for machos and “brainstorm” boys
Lovesick for classical taste of music
Lovesick for 60’s vibe
But I’m gonna refuse of this all
‘Cause I’m gonna be a simpleton
Or not - I just came across a tiny colour pill
I’m full of hatred, so I took a drink
And, all what keeps me from pain
Is gone, it disappeared
Now it’s another galaxy
I’m in little yacht with beautiful design solution
I’m in the water, I’m going nowhere
But I’m happy as a kid
Now I feel like a natural woman
As if I got rid of stupidity
As if I got rid of bad habits
I’m happy to hold my man’s hand
Mamma, how I’m happy
It’s indescribable
And I’m in a better part of the world
Maybe even in a better part of universe
‘Cause I found love
Fuck me, I’m acting like a child
I’m in a better part of universe
All this shit is disappeared
I lost reality, surely I lost it
But I’m happy as fuck
I’m gonna be that little star in a violet sky
