The evening sky was as green as Jade,
As Emerald turf by Lotus lake,
Behind the Kafila far she strayed,
(The Pearls are lost if the Necklace break!)
A lingering freshness touched the air
From palm-trees, clustered around a Spring,
The great, grim Desert lay vast and bare,
But Youth is ever a careless thing.
The Raiders threw her upon the sand,
Men of the Wilderness know no laws,
They tore the Amethysts off her hand,
And rent the folds of her veiling gauze.
They struck the lips that they might have kissed,
Pitiless they to her pain and fear,
And wrenched the gold from her broken wrist,
No use to cry; there were none to hear.
Her scarlet mouth and her onyx eyes,
Her braided hair in its silken sheen,
Were surely meet for a Lover’s prize,
But Fate dissented, and stepped between.
Across the Zenith the vultures fly,
Cruel of beak and heavy of wing.
Thus it was written that she should die.
Inshallah! Death is a transient thing.
A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: Home.:
- The Dead Woman
- The Spring passing away by Shailendra Chauhan
- To Spirituality by Nithin Purple
- Olney Hymn 31: On The Death Of A Minister by William Cowper
- The Pillar’d Geäte by William Barnes
- From Marinero en tierra by Rafael Alberti
- Николай Карамзин – Приношение грациям
- On a certain Lady at Court poem – Alexander Pope
- Syrinx poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Алексей Хомяков – Раскаявшейся России
- Ольга Ермолаева – Этот позорный ужас
- Untitled
- HEAL ME by WALID SABA
- Robert Burns: I’ll Go And Be A Sodger:
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
- Nature’s Law: A Poem by Robert Burns
- My Highland Lassie, O by Robert Burns
- My Heart’s In The Highlands by Robert Burns
- My Girl she’s Airy: A Fragment by Robert Burns
- My Father was a Farmer: A Ballad by Robert Burns
- Mr. William Smellie: A Sketch by Robert Burns
- Motto prefixed to the Author’s first Publication by Robert Burns
- Monody on a Lady, famed for her Caprice by Robert Burns
- Masonic Song—Ye Sons of Old Killie by Robert Burns
- Mary Morison by Robert Burns
- Man was made to Mourn: A Dirge by Robert Burns
- Lord Gregory: A Ballad by Robert Burns
- Lines Written under the Picture of Miss Burns by Robert Burns
- Lines written on a Bank-note by Robert Burns
- Lines to Sir John Whitefoord, Bart by Robert Burns
- Lines to Mr. John Kennedy by Robert Burns
- Lines to John Syme, Esq., with a dozen of Porter by Robert Burns
- Lines to John M’Murdo of Drumlanrig by Robert Burns
- Lines to an Old Sweetheart by Robert Burns
- Lines to a Gentleman who sent a Newspaper by Robert Burns
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
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.