Unbelievable palmistry

Atagulla Satbaev was born on August 10, 1995 in Nukus city, Uzbekistan. His poems were published in local magazines and journals.
Unbelievable palmistry

My tongue is crooked, honestly -

I can not look into your eyes.
Scattered line on my palm is connected to my destiny
I deceive myself just like that.

I am wandering of searching the line of love in my hand,

without finding it in my life ...
There are living walls between us

There are living walls between us.

Draw an invisible boundary.

What is the benefit of our separation?!
It parts us from our love.

Ruthless living walls between us.

It is like dying is not meant for them-

The tears are just a sight to behold.
(Didn't they face with the passion !?)

Living walls between us.

They part us, even the paths;

Constantly looking at us ...
We are moving apart further

Living devils between us.

They will not fall.
They are eternal…

***

Drown the hourglasses into water,
put a rope around the neck of time
released its the last breath.

Tied the clock hands to the stone

I tried to hold off the life
and live.

But -
Could not stop

My heart
Screaming
Just like a clock in my chest ...

It is not true when they say

We are lack of power when it comes to the time:
time loses -
when it stops beating
My heart...