How I loved you in your sleep,
With the starlight on your hair!
The touch of your lips was sweet,
Aziza whom I adore,
As I lay at your slender feet,
And against their soft palms pressed,
I fitted my face to rest.
As winds blow over the sea
From Citron gardens ashore,
Came, through your scented hair,
The breeze of the night to me.
My lips grew arid and dry,
My nerves were tense,
Though your beauty soothe the eye
It maddens the sense.
Every curve of that beauty is known to me,
Every tint of that delicate roseleaf skin,
And these are printed on ever atom of me,
Burnt in on every fibre until I die.
And for this, my sin,
I doubt if ever, though dust I be,
The dust will lose the desire,
The torment and hidden fire,
Of my passionate love for you.
Aziza whom I adore,
My dust will be full of your beauty, as is the blue
And infinite ocean full of the azure sky.
In the light that waxed and waned
Playing about your slumber in silver bars,
As the palm trees swung their feathery fronds athwart the stars,
How quiet and young you were,
Pale as the Champa flowers, violet veined,
That, sweet and fading, lay in your loosened hair.
How sweet you were in your sleep,
With the starlight on your hair!
Your throat thrown backwards, bare,
And touched with circling moonbeams, silver white
On the couch’s sombre shade.
O Aziza my one delight,
When Youth’s passionate pulses fade,
And his golden heart beats slow,
When across the infinite sky
I see the roseate glow
Of my last, last sunset flare,
I shall send my thoughts to this night
And remember you as I die,
The one thing, among all the things of this earth, found fair.
How sweet you were in your sleep,
With the starlight, silver and sable, across your hair!

A few random poems:
- Гавриил Державин – Анакреоново удовольствие
- Don039t Lose Hope
- A Strange Gentlewoman Passing By His Window by William Strode
- With A Copy Of Shakespeares Sonnets On Leaving College
- Francesca poem – Ezra Pound poems
- interpret_the_light.html
- The Beyond by Muralidharan Mudaliar
- Twas’ the Night Before Christmas and Santa got Drunk by Margaret Marie Hubbard
- Cats by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
- The Bugler’s First Communion poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Otho The Great – Act II poem – John Keats poems
- Body Script by Satish Verma
- Robert Burns: One Night As I Did Wander:
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Ион (перевод)
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
- The Eclipsed Past by Tholana Ashok Chakravarthy
- The Call of the Crows by Tanmoy
- The Blind Man by Théophile Gautier
- The Beautiful Heartbreak by Talha Jafri
- Snow Flakes by Tala Bar
- Selecting A Reader by Ted Kooser
- Seasons by Tala Bar
- Ritual by Tala Bar
- Passion of Greatness by Terence Ray Robertson
- On The Move ‘Man, You Gotta Go. by Thom Gunn
- My Sad Captains by Thom Gunn
- Meeting at an Airport by Taha Muhammad Ali
- Lucid Dreams by Talha Jafri
- Love In Reverse by Talha Jafri
- Love Equals Insanity by Talha Jafri
- Light by Tala Bar
- Last Poem by Ted Berrigan
- In January by Ted Kooser
- I Want It Now by Roald Dahl
- Exodus by Taha Muhammad Ali
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.