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  Motinai<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

   Su\u0161ukt \u012f Tave noriu,
        Brangioji mano motina.
Paveikslas karsto.
            Kaip \u0161ird\u012f drasko, sopina.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

   Sudu\u017eo viltys, tikslas
            Koks tu \u017eiaurus gyvenime!
     Nemiela, ni\u016bru viskas,
       Mane kankina nerimas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

                Buvai man turtas, d\u017eiaugsmas,
        \u0160viesios vilties pavasaris.
    \u0160irdyje liko skausmas,
         O tau – per am\u017eius atilsis. <\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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De\u0161imtas pavasaris<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pavasaris gr\u012f\u017eta per tundr\u0105,
Jau saulut\u0117 pakyla auk\u0161\u010diau,
Kod\u0117l \u0161irdyje vis dar li\u016bdna,
Ar taip li\u016bdna pasauly visur?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tik\u0117jau – tikrai maniau paskutinis,
Pavasaris kuris pra\u0117jo.
Ra\u0161iau ilg\u0105 lai\u0161k\u0105 mamytei:
-Sugr\u012f\u0161iu \u0161iais metais Kal\u0117dom.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ir \u0161tai! De\u0161imtas pavasaris
Per tundr\u0105, per \u0161achtas ateina,
I\u0161vargusios su\u017evilga akys,
Prab\u0117go jaunyst\u0117 – kaip gaila. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vilties de\u0161imt met\u0173! Be proto, 
Koks tolimas tolimas kelias,
Sugr\u012f\u017et \u012f t\u0117vyn\u0119 kaip noriu.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

1954 V 15<\/p>\n<\/div>\n\n\n\n

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Man sapnuojas<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tik u\u017emerkus akis valand\u0117lei,
Ant kiet\u0173, auk\u0161t\u0173 nar\u0173 medini\u0173,
Man sapnuojas t\u0117v\u0173 baku\u017e\u0117l\u0117,
Palikta ji u\u017e t\u016bkstan\u010di\u0173 myli\u0173.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Man sapnuojas balti ber\u017eeliai,
Gra\u017eios \u017eydin\u010dios \u017ealios palauk\u0117s,
Ramios parug\u0117s lyg\u016bs takeliai,
I\u0161mind\u017eiota jaunos geltonplauk\u0117s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lyg sustoju prie kry\u017ekel\u0117s kelio,
Ap\u017evelgiu gimto kra\u0161to sodybas,
Suklupstu prie medinio smutkelio,
Nulenkdamas galv\u0105, pra\u017eil\u0119s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Gird\u017eiu bals\u0105 malon\u0173 mamyt\u0117s,
Ranka moja palauk\u0117j i\u0161 tolo,
Nebijok, vaikeliuk, eik \u012f gry\u010di\u0105,
Pavai\u0161insiu medum \u0161vie\u017eio korio.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Lyg prib\u0117gu, verkiu, j\u0105 bu\u010diuoju,
Rankas, veid\u0105 lies\u0105 apgl\u0117b\u0119s,
Lyg kry\u017eel\u012f i\u0161 duonos paduodu,
I\u0161 davinio savo pa\u0117m\u0119s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kalbu ir kalbu, nesustoju,
Smurt\u0105, varg\u0105, bad\u0105 primin\u0119s,
Mamyt, patik\u0117k kaip a\u0161 noriu,
\u010cia gyventi ir mirt d\u0117l t\u0117vyn\u0117s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Atmerkiu akis – v\u0117l barakas,
Vargo \u017emon\u0117s i\u0161bly\u0161k\u0119 tie patys,
\u0160iurpulys k\u016bn\u0105 nukre\u010dia \u0161altas,
Tai buvo ne vizija – sapnas.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

1952 XII 24
Vorkuta<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

  Motinai    Su\u0161ukt \u012f Tave noriu,        Brangioji mano motina.Paveikslas karsto.            Kaip \u0161ird\u012f drasko, sopina.    Sudu\u017eo viltys, tikslas            Koks tu \u017eiaurus gyvenime!     Nemiela, ni\u016bru viskas,       Mane kankina nerimas.                 Buvai man turtas, d\u017eiaugsmas,        \u0160viesios vilties pavasaris.    \u0160irdyje liko skausmas,         O tau – per am\u017eius atilsis.  De\u0161imtas pavasaris Pavasaris gr\u012f\u017eta per tundr\u0105,Jau saulut\u0117 pakyla auk\u0161\u010diau,Kod\u0117l \u0161irdyje vis… Read More »Eil\u0117ra\u0161\u010diai<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"neve_meta_sidebar":"","neve_meta_container":"","neve_meta_enable_content_width":"","neve_meta_content_width":0,"neve_meta_title_alignment":"","neve_meta_author_avatar":"","neve_post_elements_order":"","neve_meta_disable_header":"","neve_meta_disable_footer":"","neve_meta_disable_title":"","two_page_speed":[],"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-73","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/73","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=73"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/73\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":531,"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/73\/revisions\/531"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/juliustamosiunas.lt\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=73"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}