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Welcome to our collection of poems about Russia! Immerse yourself in the rich culture, history, and beauty of this vast and enigmatic country through the beautiful words of our poets. From the grandeur of Moscow to the stunning landscapes of Siberia, each poem captures a different aspect of Russia’s charm and allure. Take a poetic journey through this fascinating land and discover the magic that is uniquely Russian. Whether you’re a lover of literature, history, or travel, these poems will transport you to the heart of Russia in a way that only poetry can. Enjoy the lyrical expressions of love, longing, and admiration for this magnificent country.
Check out more poems about Moscow or Saint Petersburg to continue your poetic journey through Russia.
History and Snow:
Russia is history, tales of old,
Snow that falls, pure and cold.
One whispers with stories bold,
The other blankets, white and gold.
Culture and Might:
Russia is culture, deep and vast,
Might that stands, shadows cast.
One shares tales from the past,
The other holds, everlast.
Land and Lore:
Russia is land, wide and grand,
Lore that echoes, through the land.
One spreads with a silent hand,
The other sings, as stories stand.
Russian Soul:
In Russia’s land, where winters bite,
A spirit strong, an enduring light.
From Moscow’s domes to Siberia’s chill,
Russia’s heart beats still.
Ballets grace and vodka’s cheer,
Russia’s culture, far and near.
History deep, landscapes grand,
Russia, a wondrous land.
Winter Dreams:
Under the northern lights’ cold gleam,
Russia whispers a mystic dream.
From taiga vast to Volga’s flow,
Russia’s stories grow and grow.
Red Square’s might and St. Petersburg’s art,
Russia captivates the heart.
A land of contrasts, bold and true,
Russia’s essence, strong and blue.
Russia, land of endless plains,
Russia, land of endless plains, where history breathes and speaks,
From Moscow’s grand and gilded domes to Siberia’s icy peaks.
In every tale of Tolstoy’s pen, in Pushkin’s rhythmic flow,
Russia’s heart and soul ascend, in literature’s glow.
Red Square’s vast and storied space, where echoes of the past,
In Kremlin’s walls and Lenin’s place, the shadows long do cast.
From Volga’s winding, mighty course to Ural’s rugged rise,
Russia’s vast and varied force is written in the skies.
St. Petersburg’s canals of charm, with palaces that gleam,
In every cold and every warm, a poet’s fervent dream.
Russia, land of contrasts deep, of struggle, hope, and grace,
In every eye, in every keep, a nation’s timeless face.
Siberian Snowfalls:
In Russia’s vast Siberian sweep,
The snowflakes dance, the forests sleep.
I tried to ski on powdered trails,
But tumbled down with epic fails.
The bears just watched, amused and calm,
In Russia’s wild, there’s no alarm.
From taiga’s depth to tundra’s chill,
Russia’s charm is quiet and still.
Vodka Voyage:
In Russia’s land, where vodka flows,
I joined a toast, with friends and foes.
But then I stumbled on my feet,
And spilled my drink on someone’s seat.
The locals laughed and poured me more,
In Russia, joy’s at the core.
From Red Square’s might to Moscow’s gleam,
Russia’s spirit is quite the dream.
