Nay, not to-night;–the slow, sad rain is falling
Sorrowful tears, beneath a grieving sky,
Far off a famished jackal, faintly calling,
Renders the dusk more lonely with its cry.
The mighty river rushes, sobbing, seawards,
The shadows shelter faint mysterious fears,
I turn mine eyes for consolation theewards,
And find thy lashes tremulous with tears.
If some new soul, asearch for incarnation,
Should, through our kisses, enter Life again,
It would inherit all our desolation,
All the soft sorrow of the slanting rain.
When thou desirest Love’s supreme surrender,
Come while the morning revels in the light,
Bulbuls around us, passionately tender,
Singing among the roses red and white.
Thus, if it be my sweet and sacred duty,
Subservient to the Gods’ divine decree,
To give the world again thy vivid beauty,
I should transmit it with my joy in thee.
I could not if I would, Beloved, deceive thee.
Wouldst thou not feel at once a feigned caress?
Yet, do not rise, I would not have thee leave me,
My soul needs thine to share its loneliness.
Let the dim starlight, when the low clouds sunder,
Silver the perfect outline of thy face.
Such faces had the saints; I only wonder
That thine has sought my heart for resting-place.
A few random poems:
- Юлия Друнина – Два вечера
- The Lady’s Third Song by William Butler Yeats
- Adam Armour’s Prayer by Robert Burns
- Валерий Брюсов – Двадцать лет назад ты умерла
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Памяти Александра Цатуриана
- Blue Squills by Sara Teasdale
- Of Old Sat Freedom on the Heights poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Survivor by Primo Levi
- Surface Rights
- Lover’s Gifts XVIII: Your Days by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Carol of Harvest, for 1867 by Walt Whitman
- Black Pine Tree In An Orange Light by Sylvia Plath
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 95. By night we linger’d on the lawn poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971.
- Владимир Маяковский – Все буржуи мчат на помощь Врангелю… (РОСТА №410)
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
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 13 из 15
- Низами Гянджеви – Искендер-наме – Страница 11 из 15
- Низами Гянджеви – Готова молодость твоя откочевать
- Низами Гянджеви – Где путь в кумирню
- Низами Гянджеви – Газелеокая
- Низами Гянджеви – Если б радость не лучилась
- Низами Гянджеви – Другим знавала ты меня
- Низами Гянджеви – День мой благословен
- Низами Гянджеви – Будь весел — короток наш век
- Нинель Эпатова – Настя с мамою в лесочке
- Нина Воронель – Запахи детства еще не забыты
- Нина Воронель – Юбилей в доме литераторов
- Нина Воронель – Я не хочу опять вернуться в детство
- Нина Воронель – Харьков
- Нина Воронель – Высокосный год
- Нина Воронель – Вечная мерзлота
- Нина Воронель – В чаще
- Нина Воронель – Суета
- Нина Воронель – Суд современников не значит ни черта
- Нина Воронель – Снег
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.