Сontinuous infinite

I don’t want it to be finished in no way.
I dream it like continuous infinite,
In gentle hand I swear it to stay,
I just gave up attempt to reach the limit.

I just don’t want it to be ended in no way.
Naught is stupid. Empty. Never matter.
Without needless “what for” to betray,
I wish to proceed fluently and flatter…

Poured out, failed to hold soul rivers,
Went off the handle… no repose.
And try to breath among the shivers
No sun, no freewill, no “because”.

And time and time again deal visions,
My dream felt real, it’s so hard!
Dreams can tell… there is opinion.
This one was rubbish from the start.

(Мой перевод моего же стиха.
оригинал: http://www.stihi.ru/2013/06/27/8334)

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