We have left Gul Kach behind us,
Are marching on Apozai,–
Where pleasure and rest are waiting
To welcome us by and by.
We’re falling back from the Gomal,
Across the Gir-dao plain,
The camping ground is deserted,
We’ll never come back again.
Along the rocks and the defiles,
The mules and the camels wind.
Good-bye to Rahimut-Ullah,
The man who is left behind.
For some we lost in the skirmish,
And some were killed in the fight,
But he was captured by fever,
In the sentry pit, at night.
A rifle shot had been swifter,
Less trouble a sabre thrust,
But his Fate decided fever,
And each man dies as he must.
Behind us, red in the distance.
The wavering flames rise high,
The flames of our burning grass-huts,
Against the black of the sky.
We hear the sound of the river,
An ever-lessening moan,
The hearts of us all turn backwards
To where he is left alone.
We sing up a little louder,
We know that we feel bereft,
We’re leaving the camp together,
And only one of us left.
The only one, out of many,
And each must come to his end,
I wish I could stop this singing,
He happened to be my friend.
We’re falling back from the Gomal
We’re marching on Apozai,
And pleasure and rest are waiting
To welcome us by and by.
Perhaps the feast will taste bitter,
The lips of the girls less kind,–
Because of Rahimut-Ullah,
The man who is left behind!

A few random poems:
- Unrequited Pathological
- Олег Бундур – Запахи дня
- CROSSING THE DEAF by Satish Verma
- If I Had A Brontosaurus by Shel Silverstein
- Алексей Жемчужников – Осенью в швейцарской деревне
- Crossroads by Roger Hayes
- Occasioned By Some Verses of His Grace the Duke of Buckingham poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- The Fairy’s Gift poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Robert Burns: Pretty Peg:
- Water Strider
- Кондратий Рылеев – Н. М. Тевяшовой на предложение ее, дабы я написал стихи на Надежду
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 13 из 15
- Don’t Hang Up The Phone by Miraj Patel
- Владимир Британишский – Красный конь
- Had I a cave by Robert Burns
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
- A Farewell To Youth poem – Alfred Austin
- A Dream Of England poem – Alfred Austin
- A Dialogue At Fiesole poem – Alfred Austin
- A Defence Of English Spring poem – Alfred Austin
- A Country Nosegay poem – Alfred Austin
- A Christmas Carol poem – Alfred Austin
- A Captive Throstle poem – Alfred Austin
- A Border Burn poem – Alfred Austin
- A Birthday Present poem – Alfred Austin
- You Smile Upon Your Friend To-Day poem – A. E. Housman
- White in the Moon the Long Road Lies poem – A. E. Housman
- When the Lad for Longing Sigh poem – A. E. Housman
- When the Lad for Longing Sigh poem – A. E. Housman
- When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- When Smoke Stood Up From Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- When I Watch the Living Meet poem – Alfred Edward Housman
- When I Watch the Living Meet poem – Alfred Edward Housman
- When I Came Last to Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- When I Came Last to Ludlow poem – A. E. Housman
- Westward on the High-Hilled Plains poem – A. E. Housman
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.