by Akansha Singhal
I hop and jump on the floating stones,
stones sit on those sharks.
A step and all bones,
when its not even dark.
Dark greens far away I can see
and I am destitute
the only way to get free,
free I want to be but still solitude.
I am not alone right now
now challenges admire, laugh on me.
That make my frown steps slow.
Scared to touch that tree.
Trees there thorny and thick.
Wild makes them the air.
And still I’m stuck on eighth brick,
bricks are more than spare.
Its time, no time to stay.
i want to fly and fly.
Fly higher than sharks and stones play.
Destiny and I say a goodbye.
Akansha Singhal
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Akansha Singhal
A few random poems:
- A Sea-Shore Grave. To M. J. L. by Sidney Lanier
- Николай Огарев – С полуночи ветер холодный подул
- The Gardener LV: It Was Mid-Day by Rabindranath Tagore
- Trees poem – Angelina Weld Grimke poems | Poems and Poetry
- From The ‘Antigone’ by William Butler Yeats
- Юлия Друнина – Геологиня
- Омар Хайям – Лучше локон любимой, лаская, схватить
- Robert Burns: To Daunton Me:
- You by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- Remember the Tick by RD McManes
- Written In Very Early Youth by William Wordsworth
- Silver Trails by Satish Verma
- Conversation With My Heart by Russ Pergram
- Those Born In Obscure Times poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- Teasing by Pamela Griffiths
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
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For James Smith:
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper:
- Robert Burns: To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough:
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Robert Burns: Farewell To Ballochmyle:
- Robert Burns: Young Peggy Blooms:
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle to Davie: A Brother Poet
- Robert Burns: Masonic Song:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Toothache:
- Robert Burns: Farewell Song To The Banks Of Ayr: “I composed this song as I conveyed my chest so far on my road to Greenock, where I was to embark in a few days for Jamaica. I meant it as my farewell dirge to my native land.”-R. B.
- Robert Burns: O Thou Dread Power: Lying at a reverend friend’s house one night, the author left the following verses in the room where he slept:-
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Rough Roads:
- Robert Burns: Fragment Of Song:
- Robert Burns: The Brigs Of Ayr: Inscribed to John Ballantine, Esq., Ayr.
- Robert Burns: Reply To A Trimming Epistle Received From A Tailor:
- Robert Burns: Willie Chalmers: Mr. Chalmers, a gentleman in Ayrshire, a particular friend of mine, asked me to write a poetic epistle to a young lady, his Dulcinea. I had seen her, but was scarcely acquainted with her, and wrote as follows:-
- Robert Burns: Nature’s Law – A Poem: Humbly inscribed to Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
- Robert Burns: The Calf: To the Rev. James Steven, on his text, Malachi, ch. iv. vers. 2. “And ye shall go forth, and grow up, as Calves of the stall.”
- Robert Burns: Thomson’s Edward and Eleanora.:
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