AUTUMN GRAPES
by Önder Kurt
It was an autumn season when I first saw you
Your first glance at me was a rose left from the spring
It was a spring day when I bonded anguishes
All the roses blooming in that fury glare withered.
I don’t look for other eyes looking at me like that
Happy with the first emotion, shining like the sun
In the dreams in flames, a swing begins to burn
What shook me was your distant eyes, god!
With my own hands I destroyed the glass houses
Looking at the mirrors my young face grew old
When waken up from the deathful sleep, I saw the light
Laying down in front of me was the thousand of bunches of grapes
In my inner self ,I grew up a newly spring
Like longing from a mother to her child
In a yearning way I soothed my sadness
Like dampness in the earth after the rain
From poor pavements I stole ordeals
What wets my pillow is my heartsick tears
Destroying my dreamland , I was left half done
Now, with my sins I stone the devils.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Степанов – Тула-город мастеров
- Midsummer Mobile by Sylvia Plath
- Inside of King’s College Chapel, Cambridge by William Wordsworth
- Children’s Games by William Carlos Williams
- Love Of Jerusalem by Yehuda Amichai
- Yoga and Love – Part I
- What the Rattlesnake Said by Vachel Lindsay
- The Russian Fugitive by William Wordsworth
- The Harvest Bow by Seamus Heaney
- The Gift by Rabindranath Tagore
- Маяковский – Стоит баба с жопой метр на метр: стих, текст стихотворения Владимира Маяковского – Poetry Monster
- The Jewel Stairs’ Grievance poem – Ezra Pound poems
- English Poetry. Mark Akenside. The Pleasures of Imagination. Марк Эйкенсайд.
- Гавриил Державин – К первому соседу
- Iva’s Pantoum by Marilyn Hacker
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).
