Ukraine, My heart is bleeding for you :(

A Kiss, a brush, the lightest touch, That's how you make me feel so much.

When I remember my childhood friend, I always get nostalgic...

The feelings and the thoughts, The words that getting loose. It's hard, I'm feeling lost 'Cause all what's me is used.

The things you say are hard to hear, When did you turn so violent? I think I might collapse from fear, But here I stand just silent.

When goals of yours are far away...

There is a thin line between love and hate.

When sun sets up and longing starts to fade I put a smile and start this act of fate.

I always liked to put feelings into poetry and now I just want to share it.