Very bad English / Очень плохой English

9 percent of those reading this poem take it literally!

But those who understand what kind of feelings the author is trying to tell find the quintessence of love…

Afraid to land when I take off…

Or feel no hands when I'm awake;

Afraid to ever be afraid

Thinking about you all the way…

Afraid to choose and to decide

And disagree against all odds

Afraid to lose the winter time

Afraid of river streams so broad…

Afraid to fear when I'm afraid

Afraid of friends that go back on…

Afraid to frighten, all in vain,

The brightest thoughts that rush upon…

Afraid of good luck to depend

To know the answer right away…

And that the cold gazpacho soup

Is not something you want today…

Afraid to go when looking back,

And see that you're not there even!

To say that everything's on track

But this is not what I believe in!

Afraid to trust to chance or passions

Or be dependent on desire;

Afraid to torture you with questions:

В«To whom, by whom, what for and why?В»

Afraid to even seem indifferent

Or when the others seem detached…

And shyly wait at the reception,

Although no chances seem to match…

Afraid of an invented fear

Though one day it will fade away…

Afraid that my last shirt I give you

Would never fit you anyway…

Afraid to lose and not recall

The memory of your sweetest arms

And that I give this huge whole world

To the possession of your charms!

Afraid that I might leave unnamed

Or be unable to find out

The names of all the feelings tamed

To know what they are all about…

I'm not afraid of reassurance

But I'm afraid I cannot take

The things I leave without regretting

And leave it for my enemy's sake…

Afraid to miss the very meaning,

Afraid of taking the wrong turn;

That there will be no more pages

Behind the page that has been torn…

Afraid to suffer and dissemble

Afraid to be afraid of heights;

Afraid to part with dreams and tremble

That I will never see them bright…

Afraid to insult by not listening,

Afraid to be afraid to die…

Of the desire close to hatred!

Of seeing when I close my eyes…

Afraid to leave without returning

Afraid to stumble and to blame…

Afraid to fall asleep forever…

Afraid to be completely tame!.