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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
- In The Forum poem – Alfred Austin
- From My Diary, July 1914 by Wilfred Owen
- Mozart’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- Sculptor by Sylvia Plath
- Meeting by William Butler Yeats
- Pensive and Faltering. by Walt Whitman
- Eclogue:–John, Jealous At Shroton Feäir by William Barnes
- Василий Жуковский – К мимо пролетавшему гению
- Наум Коржавин – Никакой истерики
- As I Walked Out One Evening by W. H. Auden
- Lost Star by Rabindranath Tagore
- Gift poem – Alice Notley
- In These Present Times How Worried Should We Be?
- Владимир Корнилов – Слово
- Шекспир – Как и любовь – Сонет 151
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).
