A jeering sun once rose
And all she knew
Flower of her dream never grew
But in home of her own was a growing rose
That brought her smile and joy with hope
Eighth of months third day of week
Stress of delivery so she was weak
After I was born, like hen and her chick
My first seen elevated highest, her merriness than mountains’ peak
Though in that moment of abating pains
Her brightest heart was a sun shine on flowery plains
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Рабочие столицы, крестьяне окраины… (Роста №89)
- Being Underwater by Sahiti Siddharth
- Remorse For Intemperate Speech by William Butler Yeats
- Михаил Лермонтов – Чума в Саратове
- Карл Сэндберг – Молитва стали
- Ольга Берггольц – Обещание
- The Skies by William Cullen Bryant
- I Rose Up at the Dawn of Day by William Blake
- Василий Тредиаковский – Описание грозы, бывшей в Гааге
- Константин Бальмонт – Чет и нечет
- Николай Глазков – Четыре времени года
- To a Pupil. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Маяковский – Вот какое обещание молодой солдат дает… (Главполитпросвет №376)
- Money, for a Decent Human Life without You by Mike Yuan
- Last Sonnet poem – John Keats poems
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).
