Дмитро Кошма
Published writing
Before Sleep
How many thoughts and poems of mine forgotten, How many sentences on paper, meaningless and broken, How many mistakes and acts of shame in my younger years, How much time was lost and disappeared. There is nothing to regret — there are those I miss, And at night, when I lie down to sleep, My heart begins to speak. So many questions rise within my consciousness: Why do you live according to your c…