Reality is nothing when you die, <br />So, why we always cry about time? <br />All thoughts, dreams in our mind fly, <br />They often speak to our nature prime. <br /> <br />All women like gold stars in mystic sky, <br />They are an admiration, people`s heart, <br />They were described in poems poets by, <br />They look like clear crystals in the mart. <br /> <br />But time is gone, the idols pass away, <br />The world needs not the mothers with a child… <br />Your eyes just look for doll who couldn`t say <br />Not for a woman whose worlds view is mild. <br /> <br />Remember women with sweet rose cheeks, <br />With gentle lips and often kind hand. <br />They were forever praised by each of Greeks. <br />Today we have another beauty mand… <br /> <br />But if you look for trust and real love, <br />Don`t find your heart among the paper walls, <br />Those pictures put the money you above, <br />Like leis the truth in darkness always stoles. <br /> <br />But look around, real angels live <br />In women who just go along the street. <br />They`ll be by you, in you will they believe <br />And give the love that you forever need.<br /><br />Ekaterina Polischuk<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/real-women/
