Oh, Silver Stars that shine on what I love,
Touch the soft hair and sparkle in the eyes,–
Send, from your calm serenity above,
Sleep to whom, sleepless, here, despairing lies.
Broken, forlorn, upon the Desert sand
That sucks these tears, and utterly abased,
Looking across the lonely, level land,
With thoughts more desolate than any waste.
Planets that shine on what I so adore,
Now thrown, the hour is late, in careless rest,
Protect that sleep, which I may watch no more,
I, the cast out, dismissed and dispossessed.
Far in the hillside camp, in slumber lies
What my worn eyes worship but never see.
Happier Stars! your myriad silver eyes
Feast on the quiet face denied to me.
Loved with a love beyond all words or sense,
Lost with a grief beyond the saltest tear,
So lovely, so removed, remote, and hence
So doubly and so desperately dear!
Stars! from your skies so purple and so calm,
That through the centuries your secrets keep,
Send to this worn-out brain some Occult Balm,
Send me, for many nights so sleepless, sleep.
And ere the sunshine of the Desert jars
My sense with sorrow and another day,
Through your soft Magic, oh, my Silver Stars!
Turn sleep to Death in some mysterious way.

A few random poems:
- To A Lady On The Death Of Her Husband by Phillis Wheatley
- Robert Burns: Sketch In Verse: Inscribed to the Right Hon. C. J. Fox.
- The Epic Menageries by MB Moshe
- Phantasm
- To Virgil, Written at the Request of the Mantuans for the N poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Wife Killer by Vernon Scannell
- The Lesson by Maya Angelou
- Омар Хайям – О мудрец, если тот или этот дурак
- Couplet 3 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Ancient Deception by Rixa White
- The Turn O’ The Days by William Barnes
- Николай Гумилев – Мужик
- Man And Wife by Robert Lowell
- The River Has Its Memories by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Walls at Drogheda by Tomás Ó Cárthaigh
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
- Владимир Маяковский – Только организация урожай умножит… (Главполитпросвет №33)
- Владимир Маяковский – Точеные слоны
- Владимир Маяковский – Типографы книги делают… (РОСТА №241)
- Владимир Маяковский – Тигр и киса
- Владимир Маяковский – Теоретики
- Владимир Маяковский – Тексты “окон”, переработанные для сборника “Грозный смех”
- Владимир Маяковский – Тексты для издательства “Сегодняшний лубок” (Плакаты)
- Владимир Маяковский – Тебе тепло?.. (РОСТА №599)
- Владимир Маяковский – Театры
- Владимир Маяковский – Тамара и демон
- Владимир Маяковский – Схема смеха
- Владимир Маяковский – Свидетельствую
- Владимир Маяковский – Студенту пролетарию
- Владимир Маяковский – Строители коммуны (РОСТА)
- Владимир Маяковский – Странно… но верно
- Владимир Маяковский – Столп
- Владимир Маяковский – Стой, товарищ! Стонет Поволжье, о помощи моля (Главполитпросвет №344)
- Владимир Маяковский – Стой!.. (РОСТА №416)
- Маяковский – Стоит баба с жопой метр на метр: стих, текст стихотворения Владимира Маяковского – Poetry Monster
- Владимир Маяковский – Стихотворение о проданной телятине
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.