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
- An ode to you by Tanisha Avarsekar
- Desesperanto by Marilyn Hacker
- Ballade Of Amoureuse poem – Andrew Lang poems
- A Life Story
- Федор Сваровский – Речь на юбилее
- A Palanquin Of Love by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Whitsun by Sylvia Plath
- Shall I like An Eternal World by Nithin Purple
- Epigram Engraved on the Collar of a Dog Which I Gave to His Royal Highness poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- The Rose Of The World by William Butler Yeats
- Иннокентий Анненский – Леконт де Лиль. Огненная жертва
- Вероника Тушнова – Тропа, петляя и пыля
- On Edges
- Birth Of A Flower by Riss Ryker
- Ah, Are You Digging On My Grave? by Thomas Hardy
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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).
