Nadia Gerassimenko
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Tender passionA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoIt's not possessive domination, Nor hysterical suspicion, Harm or manipulation It's tender passion When he looks into your eyes Warmly with a gen.. |
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RenaissanceA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoThe chamber was filled with gloom: She lay on the bed like dead Lucretia - Pale, mortified, and numb. Blood slowly trickled from her thighs Unto h.. |
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HappinessA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoIt's the simple things in life that truly matter and make us genuinely happy and content. |
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Lost, but foundA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoThe onset of lethargy Was gradual over the years. It crept so faintly, She barely noticed it at first.And then it struck her one night So .. |
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The road that's takenA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoInspired by Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken |
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Spiritual teachersA Poem by Nadia Gerassimenko“I want to take responsibility For the majority - We do not have an innate wisdom; We learn it from experience,” She said what most ar.. |
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The woman with the child in her eyesA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoInspired by and dedicated to Kate Bush. I encourage you to listen to her beautiful music. She is a very unique jewel of the Nile, inspiring many. Her .. |
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My sweet AudrineA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoMy sweet Audrine, I see you with my eyes closed. In the blackness of my mind, Your rosy gentle face appears. My heart flutters with so much joy A.. |
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We keep on goingA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoEach step we take to find each other Is another step we have to make. Each hour traveled in much persistence Is another hour we have to walk. I .. |
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Moonchild dreamsA Poem by Nadia GerassimenkoNight is when I daydream And sleep throughout the day My afternoons are for society And evenings I am waiting For my moon beneath the clouds I.. |
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