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Standing before your picture
which adorns my shrine
for once remembering not
the first commandment,
My eyes not raised up to heaven
rather looking straight at your image
right before my gaze
which has always encouraged me.
To you through your love
I long for salvation
for all your hitherto care
a saviour I thought for me.
Yielding to this temptation
earlier hypnotized by you
myself at you I throw
to do you homage.
Copyright ©: CredoPoets 2012
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – День в маевочку мою… (Главполитпросвет №151)
- The Ballad of the King’s Jest by Rudyard Kipling
- The Tavern by Willa Cather
- A Night With Passion! by Stevens Cadet
- Dark spring by Yvor Winters
- Владимир Степанов – Наша Армия
- To The Don poem – Alexander Pushkin
- The Trout poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Pleäce In Zight by William Barnes
- A Musician’s Wife by Weldon Kees
- Владимир Ладыженский – Христос Воскрес, скворцы поют
- Snarleyow by Rudyard Kipling
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нам вчера прислали из рук вон плохую весть
- Counting My Past
- Masonic Song—Ye Sons of Old Killie by Robert Burns
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).
