Philosopher-poet
He is not friends with wealth
The robber of it
Will not steal.
From his sonnets
Only indifference
To the riches of spitting,
He lives only in words.

Immortality excites
There is more of a thinker.
Diamonds and gold
He does not shine.
He does not hear death
The eternal has come together in him,
Husty PokoTom
He will not accept.

The wealth of romance
Not in hryvnias, not in euros.
He languishes all the time
How to save the soul.
Pacific, Atlantic
They will dry for sure
When they know how jealous
Reached the goal.