Horses’ neighing at the slope. Downward or upward.
I prepare my portrait for my woman to hang on a wall when I die.
She says: Is there a wall to hang it on?
I say: We’ll build a room for it. Where? In any house.
Horses’ neighing at the slope. Downward or upward.
Does a thirty-year-old woman need a homeland where she might make a life?
Can I reach the summit of this rugged mountain? The slope is either an abyss
or a place of siege.
Midway it divides. It’s a journey. Martyrs kill one another.
I prepare my portrait for my woman. When a new horse neighs in you, tear it up.
Horses’ neighing at the slope. Upward, or upward.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Verses On A Young Lady (playing harpsichord, and singing) by Tobias Smollett
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Вход воспрещается
- Владимир Маяковский – Рабочий, не смотри Антанте в рот… (РОСТА №173)
- In The Forum poem – Alfred Austin
- When the universe speaks by Preeth Nambiar
- The Fool Rings His Bells by Walter de la Mare
- UNREADABLE by Satish Verma
- Альфред де Мюссе – Люси
- The Redeemer by Siegfried Sassoon
- On the Idle Hill of Summer by A. E. Housman
- Lines By Taj Mahomed
- Олег Бундур – Про любовь
- The Princess: A Medley: Thy Voice is Heard poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Олег Бундур – Для чего бывает день
- How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time! 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).
