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:
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Тост
- Muse poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Sonnet 105: Let not my love be called idolatry by William Shakespeare
- The Rum Tum Tugger by T. S. Eliot
- Epistle II: To A Lady (Of the Characters of Women) poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Федор Сологуб – Под сению креста рыдающая мать
- 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.
- Olney Hymn 55: The Heart Healed And Changed By Mercy by William Cowper
- Альфред де Мюссе – Прости
- Enough by Sara Teasdale
- Trees poem – Angelina Weld Grimke poems | Poems and Poetry
- In Abeyance by Satish Verma
- Forever
- Василий Жуковский – Моя богиня
- I’m Sexy and I Know It by Aiyah De Torres
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
- A little ink more or less! by Stephen Crane
- A god in wrath by Stephen Crane
- Do not weep, maiden, for war is kind by Stephen Crane
- Charity thou art a lie, by Stephen Crane
- Blustering God by Stephen Crane
- Black riders came from the sea. by Stephen Crane
- Behold, the grave of a wicked man by Stephen Crane
- Behold, from the land of the farther suns by Stephen Crane
- Ay, workman, make me a dream, by Stephen Crane
- And you love me by Stephen Crane
- A youth in apparel that glittered by Stephen Crane
- A spirit sped by Stephen Crane
- A slant of sun on dull brown walls, by Stephen Crane
- A newspaper is a collection of half-injustices by Stephen Crane
- With No Experience In Such Matters by Stephen Dunn
- Welcome by Stephen Dunn
- Walking The Marshland by Stephen Dunn
- The Sudden Light And The Trees by Stephen Dunn
- The Routine Things Around The House by Stephen Dunn
- Story by Stephen Dunn
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.