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
- Song Of The Parao Camping Ground
- We Astronomers by Rebecca Elson
- Sonnet CXXXVI by William Shakespeare
- Ingrateful Beauty Threatened by Thomas Carew
- The Kiss — English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Virgule by Thomas Lux
- Mad As The Mist And Snow by William Butler Yeats
- The Breeze at Dawn by Jelaluddin Rumi
- Иван Мятлев – Приди, приди
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Когда вдали от суеты всемирной
- Death Fugue by Paul Celan
- Вера Павлова – Утро вечера мудренее
- Lycidas poem – John Milton poems
- Water-Fowl Observed Frequently Over The Lakes Of Rydal And Grasmere by William Wordsworth
- In Cabin’d Ships at Sea. by Walt Whitman
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).
