Eclipse of Love
by Tanisha Avarsekar
Are those tears or fires in my eyes?
Reality is being manifested by the thought I most despise.
The day I had hoped would never come is here.
Taking away my soul and what I hold most dear.
My pride is your dignity,
The image of a life without you, I cannot even bear to see.
There’s an eclipse of our love,
One that depends more on luck.
If I have to, I will change destiny.
But I won’t let you let go of me.
The Journey to Freedom
Copyright ©:
Tanisha Avarsekar, 2012
A few random poems:
- Lying on a Slab by Satish Verma
- American Soil by Walter William Safar
- Ah Poverties, Wincings and Sulky Retreats. by Walt Whitman
- Шекспир – День без тебя казался ночью – Сонет 43
- Джон Донн – Когда я с ней, с моим бесценным кладом
- Reason Use It Divine Matters
- A DARK HOUSE by Satish Verma
- Idyll by Siegfried Sassoon
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Address to the Unco Guid by Robert Burns
- Николай Гумилев – Леонард
- Insect039s Nest
- Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Константин Бальмонт – Мудрецы говорят
- A little ink more or less! by Stephen Crane
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
- Arrival by William Carlos Williams
- April Is The Saddest Month by William Carlos Williams
- Après le Bain by William Carlos Williams
- Approach Of Winter by William Carlos Williams
- A Sort Of A Song by William Carlos Williams
- A Goodnight by William Carlos Williams
- A Celebration by William Carlos Williams
- Women And Roses by Robert Browning
- Venus, on a fur by Witty Fay
- Ultima Thule by William Ellery Leonard
- To the Victor by William Ellery Leonard
- The Image Of Delight by William Ellery Leonard
- The First Part: Sonnet 5 – How that vast heaven intitled First is roll’d, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 4 – Fair is my yoke, though grievous be my pains, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 3 – Ye who so curiously do paint your thoughts, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 2 – I know that all beneath the moon decays by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 14 – Nor Arne, nor Mincius, nor stately Tiber, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 13 – O sacred blush, impurpling cheeks’ pure skies by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 12 – Ah! burning thoughts, now let me take some rest, by William Drummond
- The First Part: Sonnet 11 – Lamp of heaven’s crystal hall that brings the hours, by William Drummond
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
