from where they have been raised high,
a tremor in Nepal across the Himalayas
my body has a new soul,
it sings to the rubble and henceforth
I can only rise to the sky
would it be nimbostratus cloud
so in the gaping only
I will look at the eternity
and what will fan my wings
over the Bay of Bengal
perhaps, I will burn back
this span of life.
Rise me from where
I must fall to the rich tributaries
of my land,
only then I will seek
no revenge, no remorse
only then I will be born
in the form speaking through
the dialect of soul.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Princess: A Medley: As thro’ the land poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Burlesque Lament fo Wm. Creech’s Absence by Robert Burns
- Владимир Маяковский – Эй, товарищ! Поищи дома (Главполитпросвет №95)
- Омар Хайям – Когда фиалки льют благоуханье
- Степан Щипачев – Зрение
- An Hymn To The Evening by Phillis Wheatley
- The Inn Of Earth by Sara Teasdale
- The Looking-Glass. : on Mrs. Pulteney poem – Alexander Pope
- With How Sad Steps, O Moon, Thou Climb’st the Sky by William Wordsworth
- From The Cuckoo And The Nightingale by William Wordsworth
- After Forever by Mark Miller
- Our Hands Have Met by William Morris
- Ольга Берггольц – Первое письмо на Каму
- Омар Хайям – Если бог не услышит меня в вышине
- Омар Хайям – Не для веселости я пью вино
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
