Then I sharpened my wings for a prissy flight,
Through powerful Light that Heavenly be;
And that one moment that I relived from my sinful drought,
That appealed for many longer years, than brightness ever probe.
Sit with you now, and inhaling your songs and verse;
Of serene that borrows your vibe,
Blessed within me my ‘maker’; the ensuring ‘sacred rose’
Of love, that he my life can subscribe.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Rusty Folks by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Robert Burns: To Daunton Me:
- I know you will remember ME by Neelam Sinha
- Вера Павлова – Зеркало по природе правдиво
- Альфред де Мюссе – Слова отчаянья прекрасней всех других
- An Epitaph (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Lucy Gray [or Solitude] by William Wordsworth
- Love in Twilight by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Plague Of Dead Sharks
- Николай Заболоцкий – Кулак, владыка батраков
- Владимир Маяковский – Шумики, шумы и шумищи
- Astigmatism by Satish Verma
- Gwaïn Down The Steps Vor Water by William Barnes
- The Last Tournament poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Song-Books of the War by Siegfried Sassoon
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).
