If Ruth,a king like guest in we well move,
In fact do guide we,this green wide globe,
This comrade godly he,and tell him prove
A stranger he,who captures bleak and doom
His arms do comfort depress and regrets
If truth is true,and mercy heart each bloom
Dear soul,you golden leaf from heaven’s art,
And pour you bliss to whom who seek full sense
Yet gloom is man,how heavy his mind cart.
How Fair your Shelter, which exclude sorrow,
You sore in pain,and supplies endless spring,
Inspirit’s my world with joyous,tender shadow
Compassion you for life,you melt in each dream-
Of trouble and save us my father do.
Nithin Purple
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Ни на Европу не надейся, ни на прокукиш, надейся только на свои руки (Главполитпросвет №343)
- Ольга Берггольц – Первое письмо на Каму
- Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so near by William Shakespeare
- To Sayf Al Dawla
- Their Reposessions by Michael P Amram
- A Woman’s Apology poem – Alfred Austin
- The Time I Like Best by Roger McGough
- Crazy Jane Grown Old Looks At The Dancers by William Butler Yeats
- Died of Wounds by Siegfried Sassoon
- Teatro Bambino. Dublin, N. H. poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Aphrodite – The Birth by Uma Maheswari Anandane
- English Poetry. Adam Lindsay Gordon. The Rhyme of Joyous Garde. Адам Линдсей Гордон.
- Yours & Mine poem – Alice Fulton
- Prayer, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: Prière by T. Wignesan.
- Олег Чупров – Не хочется мне славы громкой
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).
