Illusions
by Mark R Slaughter
Speak to me –
Speak thro’ drifting clouds
And sing to me –
Sing as if the sun would throw a flare
To give to harmony
Then call to me –
Call across the drowsy valleys –
Spread the word you care!
Now come to me –
Abandon now
My inner dreams
That lay illusions bare.
Then pray for me –
Pray that I recover
From reality:
But no! I ask, how could you,
For you were never there.
Copyright ©: Mark R Slaughter
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Before This Little Gift Was Come by Robert Louis Stevenson
- The Storm by Rainbow Reed
- Birth Story by Rabindranath Tagore
- Ambrosia by Sonya Ki Tomlinson
- Ballade Of The Royal Game Of Golf poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Живой труп (РОСТА №182)
- Claïs by Sappho
- Fleckno, an English Priest at Rome poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- new_land.html
- The tragic tale of Bobby Magee by Ross D Tyler
- The Lent Lily by A. E. Housman
- Николай Глазков – Баллада о трактористе и ритуальном камне
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan by William Shakespeare
- Омар Хайям – Мы больше в этот мир вовек не попадем
- Николай Огарев – Выпьем, что ли, Ваня
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).
