On The High Pedestal
by Shahida Latif
When I unfurl, unfold my wings,
For the new flight and fresh trip,
I remember you by recollecting
Memories of the past.
Drops of tears like lamps
Begin to hang on the lashes,
The colourful stars begin to glimmer
On the hems of my dress.
I feel the ravened sky looking at me
With the smile of a saint, as if
God begins to lay, spread new tracks,
And I trespass the boundaries
Of self-control to cover the distances long,
With fresh zeal, laden with unseen trials,
But I see you standing there in front,
On the high pedestal of the destination
Awaiting and beckoning me to embrace.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- In Sutton Woods poem – Alfred Austin
- Валерий Брюсов – И. Туманьяну надпись на книге (Да будет праведно возмездие)
- Colors by Shel Silverstein
- Crossing the Frontier
- The Mermaid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Vorticism Is A Choka In Its Modular Home
- The Gateway
- Lucky by Thomas Lux
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Parting With A Kind Host In The Highlands:
- House For Sale by Vinita Agrawal
- Song. A Beautiful Mistress. by Thomas Carew
- Robert Burns: The Lass O’ Ballochmyle:
- The Duel poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Illusions by Mark R Slaughter
- Robert Burns: On Glenriddell’s Fox Breaking His Chain: A Fragment
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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).
