Each day
My impure god and I
Wake to light and walk alongside.
Each night
My impure god and I
Walk the dark under a starless sky.
Everything is so clear.
So, where’s the need to be pure?
And yet
Many a day and night
We wear our hearts inside out
Searching within
The dark impure night of the soul—
My impure god and I—
For what we both know not
My impure god and I.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Angels By The Door by William Barnes
- One Step Backward Taken by Robert Frost
- The Host Of The Air by William Butler Yeats
- Ольга Седакова – Я жизнь в порыве жить
- The Best Friend by William Henry Davies
- A Pact poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Степан Щипачев – Высота
- Readen Ov A Head-Stwone by William Barnes
- Как хорошо иметь подругу
- Альфред де Мюссе – Печаль
- Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare
- Николай Заболоцкий – Смерть врача
- Николай Языков – Подражание псалму
- September 1815 by William Wordsworth
- Robert Burns: The Rantin’ Dog, The Daddie O’t:
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).
