by Agustin Antonio
Why should my fun have to end?
I thought that this was just the beginning.
I see my friends go out to have fun.
And all I can do is watch as they drive by.
As they set forth to discover their youth,
I’m well on my way towards ending my own.
They call me irresponsible.
They think that now my life’s impossible.
But when they look at me,
They only see the pregnancy.
But do they see the pain that only I know?
I thought I had life figured out,
And that freedom would last forever.
Now I’m hungry and hormonal,
And mom and dad are disappointed.
I think that I can make this work,
With the boy I think I’m in love with.
But my life wasn’t built for perfection,
And I see that now.
They know that I’m much too young for this.
Does it seem like I’m the one to be blame?
And they say that they know better than me.
Does it seem like I don’t feel ashamed?
But they truly don’t understand my pain.
So can they tell me what to do?
Because I don’t know.
I’m underaged, and pregnant.
A few random poems:
- Наталья Хрущева – Большой и маленький
- Ambrosia by Sonya Ki Tomlinson
- In The Month When Sings The Cuckoo poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat Arrive:
- Николай Карамзин – Эпиграмма (Я знаю, для чего Крадон)
- Алишер Навои – Нет, не от слез кровавых одежда моя красней
- Wishes by Satish Verma
- A Dog After Love by Yehuda Amichai
- Sonnet II by William Shakespeare
- Robert Burns: Lines To An Old Sweetheart:
- woken_up_by_beautiful_dreams.html
- Epistle to John Maxwell, Esq., of Terraughty by Robert Burns
- Василий Тредиаковский – Дворы там весьма суть уединенны
- A Carol of Harvest, for 1867 by Walt Whitman
- She and Drugs by Mark R Slaughter
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- To Foreign Lands. by Walt Whitman
- To a Western Boy. by Walt Whitman
- To a Pupil. by Walt Whitman
- To a President. by Walt Whitman
- To a Locomotive in Winter. by Walt Whitman
- To a Historian. by Walt Whitman
- To a foil’d European Revolutionaire. by Walt Whitman
- To a Common Prostitute. by Walt Whitman
- To a Certain Civilian. by Walt Whitman
- To a Certain Cantatrice. by Walt Whitman
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- Thoughts. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Thou Reader. by Walt Whitman
- Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling. by Walt Whitman
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
