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
- E-waste by Nisha Gopalakrishnan
- A Minor Poet by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Venetian Glass poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Some Ladies poem – John Keats poems
- Going for Water by Robert Frost
- Наум Коржавин – На побывке
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- A Woman’s Apology poem – Alfred Austin
- Николай Языков – Песня (От сердца дружные с вином)
- Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Second-Election Day
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мы просто куклы
- Vellen O’ The Tree by William Barnes
- Sonnet 92: But do thy worst to steal thy self away by William Shakespeare
- Reproof: A Satire. by Tobias Smollett
- Olney Hymn 7: Vanity of the World by William Cowper
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).
