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Arch of Triumph

“We were eighteen and had begun to love life and the world; and we had to shoot it to pieces. The first bomb, the first explosion, burst in our hearts. We are cut off from activity, from striving, from progress. We believe in such things no longer, we believe in the war.”

Erich maria remarque.

We live inside our inner trobles.

We try to deal with inner fears.

We lie, we speak the truth…


I’ve seen the Sun today…

I have seen rainy shadows,

I’ve seen the rainbow,

Full of colours…

I am now dealing with my soul,

I do pretend sometimes…

That I am an actor,

Or speaker…

I do it…

Then i suffer…

Because my stage is here.

On this white page.

I write this verse…

It’s bleak and stressfull.


I wan’t it to be less routine.

I’m melanchlolic now.

But someday…

I will be optimistic man.

I am a child.

With some creations.

I am a man of word.

I never promise,

If I cannot resolve,

The given word.


Be safe and truly happy.

Be kind and do no harm.

Be loved and love your body.

Be strong.

And never stay in pain again.

When I refer to some creations,

I do believe in power…

That is obsolete.

I have been seeing for moment.

And have gone back to body,

To repeat…

My journey.

Like friend and relative…

My journey on this planet.

Like brother and my grannies pal.

Stay safe and never be exhausted.

Sometimes we do not give a shit.

But, when the time comes.

You’ll see slim shady,

That may forever…

Change your life.



Chan Chan

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I listen to this song,

I feel the rhythm.

I fell the soul…

I see them singing.

I see the pain,

I see the love.

I see the poor,

No money…

But the song,

Is not about money,

It is about love…

Embodied in their choir.

I comprehend the style.

I do adore their smiles.

This music is eternal.

So is their voice.

Nobody can win the culture.

Whatever is the cause,

Pure talent keeps us strong.

And music has no language…

Music has no gender.

Music is made for defending,

From all our broken hearts.


You are beautiful

It is so yummu…

When sun is in the sky,

It is so lovely…

I am so high…

I am looking at the sea

And see the universe.

I see the hearts,

Of those,

Who left us.

My granddad,

My grannies…

My loving mommy.

Is here with me.

My love is like a fountain,

It sparks.

It does remind me

The champagne.

This love is only thing.

That gives me power…

Some hope is also added.

And faith is there on the line.




Loose to reunite…

Get up and try…

Loose faith…

To get it fresh.

Without evil.




Что? Где? Когда?

What? Where? When?

Do not play chess with your heart…

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I am Crusified by my Saviour.

I am standing tall with my Maker.

I am a rotten big tomato.

I am Crusified with these words.

Though, I won’t cry.

Neither, I will do pretend.

That His love is endless.

Chosse your path with reason.

There are so many pathes around.

Never try to sell tour body.

To those using it as a bag.

Love your granny, sister, brother…

Love your mommy.

Love your Father.

Forevers yours,




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Мы, как друзья.

Милы, любимы, и, бескрайне.

Мы… Счастливы.  

На нашем Свете. 

Когда душа, и, тело… 

Ждут победы, 

То сердце…  

Злобою кипит. 

Не слеп никто из нас. 

Мы родились, однажды… 

Вместе. На одной Планете. 

И, нам, так сложно… 

С достоинством.

Eе прожить. 

Чтобы, смиренно…


Ее отдать. 

Она взлетит. 

Как, Ангелы… 

И, голуби простятся.

Мы в ответе.

За детей. 

И, тех.

Кто нас.

Сей, Жизни, научил.




We are becoming evil for no reason…

We are in deep and damp ashtray

We see no peace

We make a claim

We do no harm

But we do mess

When take a part

Or say no more

Don’t try to tell

Don’t try to shout

Do not become an enemy

To any life

We all will die

We do not care

About our faith

We do our best

To bring them up

But they are out

To stay on their feet

As they need to go out

And have some drink

To smoke some fag

To try a drug

We life forever

That I know for sure

Don’t kill a child

Don’t make a mother cry

Or else you will get punished

And forever stay in hell and die

Keep your body and soul fine

Don’t try to be the best

But try

To be with God

And we will surely forever stay alive.




Il Libro del amore…

Il libro dell’amor mi annoia
E pesa come l’anima
È pieno di carezze al cuore
E modi per danzare
Mi piace quando lo leggi tu
E tu di più
Tu puoi leggermi il cielo al blu
Il libro dell’amore suona
Nasce così la musica
A volte un po’ banale, stona
A volte solo stupida
Mi piace quando la canti tu
E tu di più
Tu puoi cantarmi il cielo al blu
Il libro dell’amor mi annoia
È stato scritto tanto tempo fa
Pieno di fiori nella notte buia
Che non sappiamo cogliere
Mi piace quando li cogli tu
E tu di più
Dovresti darmi fede in più
E ma
Mi piace quello che sei tu
E tu di più
Dovresti darmi fede in più
Fedi nuziali e fede in più

I listen to this song,
I sing together with my soul.
I sing to heal, I sing to hear...
I sing to understand.

Why am I here and how...
How should I see my being?
How should tell my story.
Why am I writing verse?

What makes a person?
Man or woman?
Baby or a granny?
Why my eyes are old now?

Why are they so young?
When it's time to go to heaven?
Who is better? Who is right?
The answer for me...

I am stupid. 
Never say...
You know everything...
Greek philosophy.
Socrates, Plato.

They were right. 
And sometimes...
We may be as well.
But, we live in a different age.

Hone your skills.
Never ask for help,
If it isn't needed.
Don't be greedy.

I have sinned a lot. 
Every of us had.
Don't forget to pray.
Thanks a lot.


Ņikita Bogačovs.
Никита Богачёв.


Physical exercise.

Today I would like to be alone. 

I don’t want nobody near me. 

I do prefer a candle. 

And a sheel of paper. 

I do like poeople. 

I do like smalltalk. 

But, today,  

I have a candle… 

It is better, 

I feel safe,  

I feel silent, 

Non depressed. 

When your body, 

Is in best of shapes, 

You begin to study… 

How to train yourleft. 

Mediators working, 

Mind is clear. 

Soul is fit like hell. 

Good night, sleep well.