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
- My Friend by Rabindranath Tagore
- Let Him Free by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Robert Burns: Elegy On The Death Of Sir James Hunter Blair:
- First Day at School by Roger McGough
- Robert Burns: The Deuks Dang O’er My Daddie:
- Old People’s Home by W H Auden
- create.html
- Жан де Лафонтен – Обезьяна и Дельфин
- Messalina poem – Alfred Austin
- Air Of Diabelli’s by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Invictus by William Ernest Henley
- Perfections. by Walt Whitman
- I am only the house of your beloved by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Written Juice Lemon
- Robert Burns: Address To Wm. Tytler, Esq., Of Woodhouselee: With an Impression of the Author’s Portrait.
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).
