It's boring and sad, and there's no one around <br />In times of my spirit's travail... <br />Desires!...What use is our vain and eternal desire?.. <br />While years pass on by - all the best years! <br /> <br />To love...but love whom?.. a short love is vexing, <br />And permanent love's just a myth. <br />Perhaps look within? - The past's left no trace: <br />All trivial, joys and distress... <br /> <br />What good are the passions? For sooner or later <br />Their sweet sickness ends when reason speaks up; <br />And life, if surveyed with cold-blooded regard,- <br />Is stupid and empty - a joke...<br /><br />Mikhail Yuryevich Lermontov<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bored-and-sad/
