The following poem was written by Oleg during our poetry workshop last Friday at the Central Library.
Be Quiet, the storm is approaching
he is watching, no one can stop him
the day was blue and purple, like the horizon
the black cloud is silent, but so was I though
then I saw the reflection, and came the thunder
but I stayed under, I’m not a runner
I will remain, until it’s gone soon
And if you want to go somewhere, follow the monsoon