by Alina Ahmed
I was always fascinated by the pleasure of pain,
Never understood the jealously of love,
I was always intensified by the moon light,
But always hated the sunlight,
I didn’t knew the power of evoke-ness,
Rather discriminated in the passion of socialness,
And was all taken by just a silence-ness.
One day I understood the pleasure of love,
That it was sacrificed the jealousy of pain,
The light was important not that where it came from,
Nor the moon neither the sun,
It just gave the way that was just his way of affection,
The passion of evoke-ness was satisfactory,
In spite the power of socialness,
And was all understood by a sense of silence-ness.
Love n pain were kinda truth,
But light was kinda swift,
Power was necessary,
But passion was the need,
Came into being was a thought of changing the dream,
Life gave me a chance again to cum along where everyone was in scream,
Where pain became their passion and power became their silence-ness.
Alina Ahmed
Copyright ©:
ALINA AHMED. 8th of May.
A few random poems:
- A Gravestone Upon The Floor In The Cloisters Of Worcester Cathedral by William Wordsworth
- A Souless Singer poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns: O Leave Novels:
- On Looking For Models
- Slant by Stephen Dunn
- The Vaudois by William Wordsworth
- Федор Сологуб – В лунном озарении
- Orlando Furioso Canto 12 by Ludovico Ariosto
- Remember the Tick by RD McManes
- Robert Burns: Address Of Beelzebub: To the Right Honourable the Earl of Breadalbane, President of the Right Honourable and Honourable the Highland Society, which met on the 23rd of May last at the Shakespeare, Covent Garden, to concert ways and means to frustrate the designs of five hundred Highlanders, who, as the Society were informed by Mr. M’Kenzie of Applecross, were so audacious as to attempt an escape from their lawful lords and masters whose property they were, by emigrating from the lands of Mr. Macdonald of Glengary to the wilds of Canada, in search of that fantastic thing-Liberty.
- CLAUDIAN’S OLD MAN OF VERONA by Abraham Cowley
- Вера Павлова – Поколенье, лишённое почерка и походки
- Федор Сологуб – Ах, лягушки по дорожке
- Out of the Rolling Ocean, the Crowd. by Walt Whitman
- Shelley’s Death poem – Alfred Austin
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 Костров – Мы на тяге ракетной берёзовых дров
- Владимир Костров – Душа, не кайся и не майся
- Владимир Костров – До чего нестерпимо и жёстко подуло
- Владимир Костров – Что может знать чужак
- Владимир Костров – Ботанический сад МГУ
- Владимир Костров – Бедное сердце болит спозаранку
- Владимир Костров – 1380 год
- Владислав Крапивин – Все спит в тропической ночи
- Владислав Крапивин – В южных морях и у севера дальнего
- Владислав Крапивин – Тяжелый толчок и вспышка у глаз
- Владислав Крапивин – Спокойная ночь
- Владислав Крапивин – Рыжий конь
- Владислав Крапивин – Под ветрами нам плыть
- Владислав Крапивин – На Диком Западе
- Владислав Крапивин – Маленький принц
- Владислав Крапивин – Когда тебя замучил враг
- Владислав Крапивин – Гонка
- Владислав Крапивин – Было все хорошо до недавней поры
- Владислав Крапивин – А по ночам у высокого плетня
- Владимир Вологдин – Не играйте, мальчики, в войну
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
