Death and Famine on every side
And never a sign of rain,
The bones of those who have starved and died
Unburied upon the plain.
What care have I that the bones bleach white?
To-morrow they may be mine,
But I shall sleep in your arms to-night
And drink your lips like wine!
Cholera, Riot, and Sudden Death,
And the brave red blood set free,
The glazing eye and the failing breath,–
But what are these things to me?
Your breath is quick and your eyes are bright
And your blood is red like wine,
And I shall sleep in your arms to-night
And hold your lips with mine!
I hear the sound of a thousand tears,
Like softly pattering rain,
I see the fever, folly, and fears
Fulfilling man’s tale of pain.
But for the moment your star is bright,
I revel beneath its shine,
For I shall sleep in your arms to-night
And feel your lips on mine!
And you need not deem me over cold,
That I do not stop to think
For all the pleasure this Life may hold
Is on the Precipice brink.
Thought could but lessen my soul’s delight,
And to-day she may not pine.
For I shall lie in your arms to-night
And close your lips with mine!
I trust what sorrow the Fates may send
I may carry quietly through,
And pray for grace when I reach the end,
To die as a man should do.
To-day, at least, must be clear and bright,
Without a sorrowful sign,
Because I sleep in your arms to-night
And feel your lips on mine!
So on I work, in the blazing sun,
To bury what dead we may,
But glad, oh, glad, when the day is done
And the night falls round us grey.
Would those we covered away from sight
Had a rest as sweet as mine!
For I shall sleep in your arms to-night
And drink your lips like wine!

A few random poems:
- Far Within Us #7 by Vasko Popa
- Clouds Above The Sea by Philip Levine
- Crazy Jane Reproved by William Butler Yeats
- Come O’er the Sea by Thomas Moore
- River poem – Yuyutsu Sharma poems | Poetry Monster
- Стефан Малларме – Подавленное тучей
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Human Tendency
- Омар Хайям – Лучше пить и веселых красавиц ласкать
- Алексей Плещеев – Твоя любовь мне утешенье
- For a’ that and a’ that by Robert Burns
- The Autopsy by Russell Edson
- The Gardener XIX: You Walked by Rabindranath Tagore
- On An Infant (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Владимир Корнилов – Собака подлеца
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
- Allegory by Thomas Hood
- A Lake And A Fairy Boat by Thomas Hood
- Your Last Drive by Thomas Hardy
- Without Ceremony by Thomas Hardy
- [Greek Title] by Thomas Hardy
- Afterwards by Thomas Hardy
- A Broken Appointment by Thomas Hardy
- love_is_just_like_the_rain.html
- boy_running_in_the_rain.html
- xai_kou_from_book_seeds_of_faith.html
- xai_kou1.html
- xai_kou0.html
- xai_kou.html
- vorticism_is_a_choka_in_its_modular_home.html
- victor.html
- traveling.html
- tracks_in_the_private_country.html
- the_world.html
- the_holy_tree.html
- the_emigrant.html
More external links (open in a new tab):
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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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.