I am a sculptor
I always yearn to convert
A hard rock into
A beautiful sculpture-
But thinking of transforming
Every stone i see
Into a great piece of art
Is nothing but my greediness
May be that is the reason
Why all my creations have
Some or other defect-
However my endeavor
Will not end…
One day i will
Create a master piece
To the liking of one and all !
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st by William Shakespeare
- Alone by Yvor Winters
- Orlando Furioso Canto 10 by Ludovico Ariosto
- The Holy Tree
- Benlomond by Thomas Campbell
- Sometimes….Life’s A Beach by Stevens Cadet
- The Apparitions by William Butler Yeats
- Eclogue:–The ‘Lotments by William Barnes
- All The Dead Dears by Sylvia Plath
- My Butterfly by Robert Frost
- Double Ballade Of Primitive Man poem – Andrew Lang poems
- A Quick Ode to Spam, a Poem about Spam
- The Lads in Their Hundreds poem – A. E. Housman
- Song—A Health to them that’s awa by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: To Mr. M’Adam, Of Craigen-Gillan: In answer to an obliging Letter he sent in the commencement of my poetic career.
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
