My verse - tale: " LOVE " 1,2 chapter

My verse - tale: " LOVE " 

translation from Russian language 

by Altynshash Begenova " My verses " 22 december 2013, 23:54

(1 chapter of verse - tale " LOVE " )

I woke up at frosty morning and saw a lot of snow,

it was early first snow this year,

I woke up... because You said: "hello"

- in my dream ... -

A man whom I don't know,

I woke up... because You were there -

- in my dream ... -

and the memories came flooding back just a flow

How could I forget about You for so -

- so long time ago...

How long have You tried to get through?

to me ... to get through back...

...back to remind Yourself...

those days I shared with You

 my plans, ideas, dreams   

 Now I see a lot of them come true,

and all that time You were there

in Your another Worlds,

but I lost You in my thoughts,

How could I forget about You for so -

- so long time ago...

How long have You tried to get through?

to me ... to get through back...

...back to remind Yourself...

I remembered Your question,

how I understand the word LOVE

and I answered You above:

"LOVE is a feeling about we wrote

and dreamed and lost

and found again

where two Hearts -

- are opened each other,

where two parts of Universe -

- are mixed the Flows

Flows energy of Passion are sprouted in life

where two Souls -

- are seeking Happiness

and LOVE Flows pass through the Mind"

now I have a question...

do You send me my Blue Leaves poems?

because... it was Your promice.

I wish to read my verses again,

sometimes too difficult to recall them,

but when I'm reading I can touch my soul -

 - then -

- to imagine that all are now well,

just there's Wonderful Cold Autumn

with Yellow Leaves are covered by net Snow...

(2 chapter of verse - tale " LOVE " )

I promised You before -

 - when I recall my Verse-Tale,

which You've read over -

- and -

- We joked together on -

- on Story of Tale was told...

this means, that I'm remembering You,

You're - my Virtual Friend,

Virtual Friend - who likes a Poetry -

- in those hard times for me -

- You gave me a helping hand -

 - and -

 - sometimes this means a lot -

- just warm words of support -

- at a difficult time.

I'll always be grateful -

- for  words You said -

- to me earlier, that -

 - You like My Poems, which -

- I tried to translate -

- on English of cause,

because -

- You attempted to understand -

- My Verse,

there’s elapsed  a time -

 - and -

 - I've learned a little rhyme -

- on English, on French -

- and -

- I reached a Equilibrium.

Now I'm writing the Poems again -

- and I'm creating a Fashion -

- to cook the Meals Delicious - 

- and -

- sometimes this means a lot -

- just warm words of support -

- at a difficult time.

verse - tale " LOVE " 2 chapter

My verse - tale: " LOVE " 

translation from Russian language 

by Altynshash Begenova " My verses " 20 december 2013, 23:54

(2 chapter of verse - tale " LOVE " )

I promised You before -

 - when I recall my Verse-Tale,

which You've read over -

- and -

- We joked together on -

- on Story of Tale was told...

this means, that I'm remembering You,

You're - my Virtual Friend,

Virtual Friend - who likes a Poetry -

- in those hard times for me -

- You gave me a helping hand -

 - and -

 - sometimes this means a lot -

- just warm words of support -

- at a difficult time.

I'll always be grateful -

- for  words You said -

- to me earlier, that -

 - You like My Poems, which -

- I tried to translate -

- on English of cause,

because -

- You attempted to understand -

- My Verse,

there’s elapsed  a time -

 - and -

 - I've learned a little rhyme -

- on English, on French -

- and -

- I reached a Equilibrium.

Now I'm writing the Poems again -

- and I'm creating a Fashion -

- to cook the Meals Delicious - 

- and -

- sometimes this means a lot -

- just warm words of support -

- at a difficult time.

Мой стих "Акку - Белый Лебедь"

by Altynshash Begenova "My Verses", написаны в мае 1997 

Века степей,

Безмолвие песков,

С горячих уст полынь,

Законы и седины стариков 

И мяты терпкий вкус -

Столетия назад воспеты были.

Незыблемость добра и веры теплота -

- Каноном красоты служили.

В прощальном плаче девушки степей,

Без воли забранной сватами,

Алхисса под домбру,

Вплетенная ветрами,

И крик души, летящих журавлей.

Терпение матушки-земли, удобренной слезами.

Все дышит памятью, о том, 

Как лебедю была подобна,

Чолпанов в кос вплетенный перезвон 

И нежность глаз,в густых ресницах обрамлённа.

Земля ветров,умытая дождем,

Под солнцем ласковым томилась 

И, покрываясь ковром зеленых трав,

Манила в даль крылатых аргомаков,

И милая тулпара, лишь, седлав,

Подобная стреле, летела  в поле маков,

Искрился солнца луч в смеющихся глазах,

Волшебных, цвета камыша,

И в шёлке утонув,

Как - будто в облаках,

Коснулся пальцев рук,

Унизанных в перстнях,

 Весь образ юный,

Освещенный добротой,

Жирау красота была воспета -

И, словно, жаворонок степной, 

- Она летела и жила в душе поэта

Быль в стихотворной форме: "ЛЮБОВЬ"

Быль: "ЛЮБОВЬ"

 Аltynshash Begenova "Мои стихи" 22 ноября 2013, 23:54

(1 глава, 1 часть, быль "ЛЮБОВЬ")

Я проснулась в морозное утро -

 - Всё было вокруг бело,

 - Выпал первый пушистый снег,

Я проснулась... потому, что ты сказал: "Здравствуй"

 - В моём сне... -

- Незнакомый мне человек,

Я проснулась ... потому, что ты был там... -

- В моём сне ... -

 - И воспоминания нахлынули просто потоком,

 - Как же я могла забыть о тебе так надолго ...

 - Как долго... ты пытался вернуться обратно,

 - Обратно... напомнить о себе...