The devils of anger
sit high on their thrones
throwing their gavels
and breaking my bones
I revert to the place
where to me it began
Running and sinking
my feet in the sand
The same face takes on
so many forms
I seek peace
in the wake of the storms
This shadow of hate
follows closely behind
Hiding stealth then quickly
raping what’s mine
I gather the pieces
to return to my chest
Perhaps you are right
I deserve nothing less.
Copyright ©: Margaret Marie Hubbard
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Заболоцкий – Поэт
- Robert Burns: Jerusalem Tavern, Dumfries.: Inscription On A Goblet
- Николай Заболоцкий – На лестницах
- Владимир Маяковский – Октябрьские частушки
- Study of an Elevation, In Indian Ink by Rudyard Kipling
- Николай Языков – Элегии (Свободен я: уже не трачу)
- Couplet 11 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- You Will Forget! by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Sonnet 14: Not from the stars do I my judgement pluck by William Shakespeare
- Владимир Корнилов – Звезды
- Ольга Седакова – Где-нибудь в углу запущенной болезни
- Ode to Beer, an Irish Song
- Foreign Missions in Battle Array by Vachel Lindsay
- Илона Грошева – Когда приходит Дима в парк
- Crawling At Sea by Vaishnavi Prakash
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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).
