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
- The Complaint Of A Forsaken Indian Woman by William Wordsworth
- Жан де Лафонтен – Безумец и Мудрец
- Fancy In Nubibus, Or The Poet In The Clouds by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- On Receiving Heyne’s Virgil From Mr. Hayley by William Cowper
- A Jewish Cemetery In Germany by Yehuda Amichai
- Олег Сердобольский – Перемена
- Алексей Жемчужников – Современному гражданину
- Soul Receives From Soul by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Eidólons. by Walt Whitman
- A Welcome by William Browne
- Владимир Орлов – Март
- High Windows by Philip Larkin
- Song Of Jasoda
- African Artists’ Painting Inspiration
- Important thing’s in life by Martin Smith
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).
