by Alina Ahmed
Aura gets so much of happiness,
Yet a men mind turns out for greediness,
He wants more of socialness’,
But forgets that he is yet to learn that civilness.
He roams in search of true friends
But doesn’t even care if his parents are to an end,
He claims he is right in front of all,
But cries in a corner of a wall.
Never feels guilty,
But doesn’t tend to feel worthy,
Instead enjoys every night of horror,
Blames god for his deed,
But pity’s himself for making a wrong weed.
His fake smile never fades,
And neither do his aids,
But when he will understand everything happens for a reason,
And that’s why he’s is born as gods son,
When he will understand that life is not a punishment,
It’s just a seed that needs nourishment,
When will he understand no matter how far he searches?
He will end up going in god’s churches,
May be after that his mind finds happiness and his aura get satisfaction,
May b then he will understand why people fail life as motivation,
May b then his life will end up as
Inspiration..
Copyright ©:
Alina Ahmed

A few random poems:
- Вера Павлова – Объятье
- The First Part: Sonnet 1 – In my first years, and prime yet not at height by William Drummond
- The Human Tragedy ACT I poem – Alfred Austin
- The End by Rabindranath Tagore
- Николай Заболоцкий – Начало зимы
- Николай Заболоцкий – Я не ищу гармонии в природе
- Closure by Suchi Gaur
- The Jester by Rudyard Kipling
- Юлия Друнина – Старый Крым
- Robert Burns: The Twa Dogs: A Tale
- Владимир Вологдин – Не играйте, мальчики, в войну
- The Carpenter’s Son by Sara Teasdale
- A Morning Letter by Stevens Cadet
- Photograph of My Father in His Twenty-Second Year by Raymond Carver
- Traveling
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
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
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