I was on my way to nowhere
Tired, I unsaddled
It is Porto, I was told
O my!
This is where I was going,
Without even knowing
Every stone here deserves attention
Castles are old
Just like I was told
The Port is ancient
The beer is always cold
And everyone here smiles
All worries are put on hold
How can I join this festival,
When I foolishly
Think too much of life?
You do not grieve near the fire dance
You dance,
Aimlessly!
You rejoice,
While you have the chance
This fire does not last forever
I desperately needed someone
To save me …
From myself!
And there she was
Staring,
And curious
I looked lonely,
Said lady Braga
Like an ill child,
She treated me
And she treated me well!
We started another festival
Ignited a new fire
And we danced
And I was better …
But the fire has long subsided
BRAGA!!!
I am ill, again!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Иван Киуру – Теленок Леня
- The Quaker Graveyard in Nantucket by Robert Lowell
- Tip-Toe-ing by Mahak Raithatha S
- Carnal Knowledge by Rebecca Elson
- Владимир Маяковский – Notre-Dame
- Let The Weary World Go Round poem – Alfred Austin
- Fields and Gardens by the River Qi by Wang Wei
- The Window
- Forever
- April Is The Saddest Month by William Carlos Williams
- Николай Карамзин – Куплеты из одной сельской комедии, игранной благородными любителями театра
- Владимир Маяковский – Все буржуи мчат на помощь Врангелю… (РОСТА №410)
- Василий Жуковский – Элизиум
- Phillis Wheatley – Phillis Wheatley
- Song. Murdering Beauty by Thomas Carew
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).
