by Alexander McConnell
Many were wiser and many tried to advise her,
and many tried to save the heart and soul of the child who had fallen for the wild, wild and wicked devil of a man
Many were wiser and many tried to make her see,
and many tried to make her understand how he’d crush her dreams in his talon hands, that wild and wicked devil of a man.
And they knew he’d have his wicked way and that it was her who’d have to pay,
and he had his way and what a price, the gift of another life.
And that devils love was more than love, a love the angels were dreaming of,
and that devils heart was more than true, more than things they could say or do.
And that devil dreamed his dreams of her,
and lived and breathed and dreamed for her, and of those wise men, maybe not as wise as cold and bitter as their lies.
A few random poems:
- Song—Blythe hae I been on yon hill by Robert Burns
- The Unchanging by Sara Teasdale
- On The Death Of J. C. An Infant by Phillis Wheatley
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper o’er the buried sun poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Among the Multitude. by Walt Whitman
- A Wild Rose poem – Alfred Austin
- Broceliande
- Владимир Ступкин – Тоска
- Homing by Satish Verma
- Sea Dreams poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Федор Сваровский – Пилот и Биби Хлотрос
- He Wishes His Beloved Were Dead by William Butler Yeats
- “Take not the Gods to task, for they are wise” poem – Alfred Austin
- Hohenlinden by Thomas Campbell
- Олег Бундур – Поссорились
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
