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
Copyright ©:
Akansha Singhal
A few random poems:
- Of Myself – the Essay and Poems on Myself by Abraham Cowley
- Untitled XXV by Yunus Emre
- The Country Doctor by Will McKendree Carleton
- Николай Языков – Е. А. Свербеевой (Мысль неразгульного поэта)
- Don’t Tell Anyone by Tony Hoagland
- On the Road to Nowhere by Vachel Lindsay
- Владимир Гиляровский – Нива
- Николай Языков – Елагиной
- Epitaph on Wm. Graham, Esq., of Mossknowe by Robert Burns
- Алишер Навои – Соловей, лишенный розы, умолкает, не поет
- Beginners. by Walt Whitman
- I Heard an Angel by William Blake
- Since There Is No Escape by Sara Teasdale
- Ad Olum by Robert Louis Stevenson
- For My People by Margaret Walker
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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
