by ahcene mariche
Night words are like butter
They melt at the breaking of dawn
I advise you the virtuous!
Never rely on them!
Go to seek for your happiness
Beware of lack of will and laziness
Hearing soft words
Leads to a deep sleep
Once you close your eyes
You see in drams
Were you are drawn
By such suit words
They have the power
Of transforming mounts to valleys
Added to impatience they build
Castles made of sand
So they soon crumble away
Don’t give importance
To what is meaningless
And avoid using a sieve
To draw water, use it
Mother, to sort out matters
Be wise and patient
Even if nights last long
You ought to look for
The end of the string
Know that friends are scarce
Whereas enemies are plentiful
With words everything
Seems to be easy
They let us become merchants
We go up until we reach summit
Then we forget the fall
And we sew pieces to clothes
Which don’t cover big holes.
ahcene mariche
A few random poems:
- Sonnet # 11 by Luis A. Estable
- Taking Leave of a Friend poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Юрий Галансков – Вступление к поэме “Апельсиновая шкура”
- Sonnet CXXXIV by William Shakespeare
- Impostor’s Coronation
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Любить
- The Friend by Marge Piercy
- Lucy by William Wordsworth
- Intimidation by Satish Verma
- Nanny’s New Abode by William Barnes
- The Meäd In June by William Barnes
- Reply to the Threat of a Censorious Critic by Robert Burns
- I, or Someone Like Me by Marvin Bell
- Epitaph On Mr. Bridgeman by William Strode
- Astrophel and Stella: I by Sir Philip Sidney
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
- Not the Pilot. by Walt Whitman
- Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me. by Walt Whitman
- Not Heaving from My Ribb’d Breast Only. by Walt Whitman
- Not Heat Flames up and Consumes. by Walt Whitman
- No Labor-Saving Machine. by Walt Whitman
- Night on The Prairies. by Walt Whitman
- Native Moments. by Walt Whitman
- Mystic Trumpeter, The. by Walt Whitman
- Myself and Mine. by Walt Whitman
- My Picture-Gallery. by Walt Whitman
- Mother and Babe. by Walt Whitman
- Miracles. by Walt Whitman
- Mediums. by Walt Whitman
- Me Imperturbe. by Walt Whitman
- Mannahatta. by Walt Whitman
- Manhattan Streets I Saunter’d, Pondering. by Walt Whitman
- Look Down, Fair Moon. by Walt Whitman
- Longings for Home. by Walt Whitman
- Long, too Long, O Land! by Walt Whitman
- Long I Thought that Knowledge. by Walt Whitman
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
