by Alex Gross
What do you say when you
Are with people? You say you
Want to be alone. What do you say
When you are alone? You say you
Want to be with people.
I’ll tell you why that is. It’s because
You are never alone. Your thoughts
Are always there. Sometimes you
May welcome them, but other times
They scare you.
You remember things that you don’t
Want to. The less you want them there,
The more they stay. They torture you.
They infect your mind like a disease.
The more you tell them to go away,
The more they defy you.
They come in all forms. They’re words,
Or they’re pictures, maybe moving pictures.
The only sure-fire way to stop this virus, is
To leak a new one. This one must be pleasant.
Just like Peter Pan, you must think happy thoughts.
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2011 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- A Padlock for the Mouth by William Somervile
- The Rose Of Battle by William Butler Yeats
- Cromwell’s Return poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Михаил Ломоносов – Молчите, струйки чисты
- Faithless Nelly Gray by Thomas Hood
- Игорь Северянин – Синее
- Lonely Poets by Ndue Ukaj
- Eternity by William Blake
- The Rao Of Ilore
- Summer poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Эмиль Верхарн – Я покидаю сна густую сень
- The Tame Bird Was In A Cage by Rabindranath Tagore
- Impromptu on Mrs. Riddell’s Birthday by Robert Burns
- On His Grotto at Twickenham poem – Alexander Pope
- Depths
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. 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
