“This is no time for saying ‘no'”
Were thy last words to me,
And yet my lips refused the kiss
They might have given thee.
How could I know
That thou wouldst go
To sleep so far from me?
They took thee to the Burning-Ghat,
Oh, Lallji, my desire,
And now a faint and lonely flame
Uprises from the pyre.
The thin grey smoke in spirals drifts
Across the opal sky.
Would that I were a wife of thine,
And thus with thee could die!
How could I know
That thou wouldst go,
Oh, Lallji, my desire?
The lips I missed
The flames have kissed
Upon the Sandal pyre.
If one should meet me with a knife
And cut my heart in twain,
Then would he see the smoke arise
From every severed vein.
Such is the burning, inward fire,
The anguish of my pain,
For my Beloved, whose dying lips
Implored a kiss–in vain!
How could I know
That thou wouldst go,
Oh, Lallji, my desire?
Too young thou art
To lay thy heart
Upon the Sandal pyre.
Thy wife awaits her coming child;
What were a child to me,
If I might take thee in these arms
And face the flames with thee?
The priests are chanting round the pyre,
At dusk they will depart
And leave to thee thy lonely rest,
To me my lonelier heart.
How could I know
Thou lovedst me so?
Upon the Sandal pyre
He lies forsaken.
The flames have taken
My Lallji, my desire!
A few random poems:
- The Crescent Moon poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- On Late Acquired Wealth (From The Greek) by William Cowper
- Strange Fruit by Seamus Heaney
- A Rainy Night poem – André Rostant poems
- Victor
- Epistle To Mrs Teresa Blount.[On Her Leaving The Town After The Coronation] poem – Alexander Pope
- Elegy to the Memory of an Unfortunate Lady poem – Alexander Pope
- Валерий Брюсов – Голос мертвого
- Низами Гянджеви – Месяц неполный прошел
- In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Manhattan Streets I Saunter’d, Pondering. by Walt Whitman
- Loud Silence by Preethi Saravanakumar
- Tumi Sandhyar Meghamala – You Are A Cluster Of Clouds – Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Ripple Song by Rudyard Kipling
- The Bride poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
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
- Indian Dancers by Sarojini Naidu
- Indian Dancer by Sarojini Naidu
- In The Forest by Sarojini Naidu
- In Salutation to the Eternal Peace by Sarojini Naidu
- In Praise Of Henna by Sarojini Naidu
- Humayun To Zobeida (From the Urdu) by Sarojini Naidu
- Harvest Hymn by Sarojini Naidu
- Ecstasy by Sarojini Naidu
- Damayante To Nala In The Hour Of Exile by Sarojini Naidu
- Cradle Song by Sarojini Naidu
- Coromandel Fishers by Sarojini Naidu
- Corn Grinders by Sarojini Naidu
- Autumn Song by Sarojini Naidu
- An Indian Love Song by Sarojini Naidu
- Alabaster by Sarojini Naidu
- A Rajput Love Song by Sarojini Naidu
- A Love Song from the North by Sarojini Naidu
- Wishes by Satish Verma
- WINGS ATTACHED by Satish Verma
- WHAT ENDING by Satish Verma
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.