Even if I don’t hear your voice, I know by Vinko Kalinic
Even if I don’t hear your voice, I know by Vinko Kalinic That light which reflects from your face, burns inside me like some sort of night Sun. Turning night into a day. And also, day into a night. Lost, I’m trying to find that path which leads there – there, where everyone would like […]
Don’t know the answer by Vinko Kalinic
Don’t know the answer by Vinko Kalinic you ask me: why I love you? yes, you? to me absolutely unknown being? but you don’t ask me how deep are those eyes of yours? and how can a living man not feel what burns inside those eyes? so festive. and warm. I don’t know the answer. […]
Dog’s love by Vinko Kalinić
I still wake up in the middle of the night and I bark at the Moon like a dog your eyes wake me up and those hidden powers you have you Naughty Black Devil and what can I say when you know everything from the first moment since we met you’ve stolen the stars the […]
Dear Traffic Signal by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
I see you every day, you are always there, Sunny day or rainy day, you do your job with care, You might be happy, you might be sad, You change colors, green, yellow and red, There was time when I could pass by you in seconds, Now there is too much of traffic, minutes or […]
Confessions of a Software Engineer by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
I run only when my arse is on fire, I work better under pressure, My brain is somehow wired to be motivated for a hike, That is why I am still travelling on a bike, I dreamt of onsite, either short term or long term, I kept waiting and waiting, you dint confirm, I come […]
Black song about a black woman and red wine by Vinko Kalinić
In the black pub at the black table the black woman is sitting In the black glass red wine’s flashing in the applause humming people coming and leaving From the black piano black sounds are spreading Black thoughts under the black table protruding and creeping black people emptying and licking black glasses Only the black […]
Birthday party blunder by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
It was a beautiful evening; it was a colorful day, It was something special; it was my niece’s birthday, The hall was decorated, with balloons fully blown, She was looking so pretty, with beautiful green gown. Guests did arrive, celebrations did start, Cake was on the table, waiting to be cut. Candles were lit, everything […]
Beautiful Stranger by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
HE: She is so beautiful, who is this stranger? She is a BOMB, not just another cracker, Is it light or her smile, shining so bright? I can see just her, blinding my sight, I got bowled by her, by just a glance, Hope to see her again and get another chance, I got this […]
Ballad about a stinking flower by Vinko Kalinic
Ballad about a stinking flower by Vinko Kalinic I met this flower many times and every time I touches me with tousled beauty of its colours, and also with a sad, untold story about how people behave and name things. If there’s a crumb of soil, as they tell me – it’s growing everywhere! And […]
Altar amid the sea by Vinko Kalinic
Altar amid the sea by Vinko Kalinic One has asked some other one once there: excuse me the old mate, but can you possibly tell me what is that hill there that sticks out above the open sea evil and rough the other one is answering to this one back: nothing son, that hill there […]
Aeneid by Virgil
ARMS, and the man I sing, who, forc’d by fate, And haughty Juno’s unrelenting hate, Expell’d and exil’d, left the Trojan shore. Long labors, both by sea and land, he bore, And in the doubtful war, before he won The Latian realm, and built the destin’d town; His banish’d gods restor’d to rites divine, And […]
Eclogue VIII by Virgil
TO POLLIO, DAMON, ALPHESIBOEUS Of Damon and Alphesiboeus now, Those shepherd-singers at whose rival strains The heifer wondering forgot to graze, The lynx stood awe-struck, and the flowing streams, Unwonted loiterers, stayed their course to hear- How Damon and Alphesiboeus sang Their pastoral ditties, will I tell the tale. Thou, whether broad Timavus’ rocky banks […]
Eclogue VI by Virgil
TO VARUS First my Thalia stooped in sportive mood To Syracusan strains, nor blushed within The woods to house her. When I sought to tell Of battles and of kings, the Cynthian god Plucked at mine ear and warned me: “Tityrus, Beseems a shepherd-wight to feed fat sheep, But sing a slender song.” Now, Varus, […]
Eclogue IV by Virgil
POLLIO Muses of Sicily, essay we now A somewhat loftier task! Not all men love Coppice or lowly tamarisk: sing we woods, Woods worthy of a Consul let them be. Now the last age by Cumae’s Sibyl sung Has come and gone, and the majestic roll Of circling centuries begins anew: Justice returns, returns old […]
Eclogue III by Virgil
MENALCAS, DAMOETAS, PALAEMON Menalcas. Who owns the flock, Damoetas? Meliboeus? Damoetas. Nay, they are Aegon’s sheep, of late by him Committed to my care. Menalcas. O every way Unhappy sheep, unhappy flock! while he Still courts Neaera, fearing lest her choice Should fall on me, this hireling shepherd here Wrings hourly twice their udders, from […]
Eclogue V by Virgil
MENALCAS, MOPSUS Menalcas. Why, Mopsus, being both together met, You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds, I to sing ditties, do we not sit down Here where the elm-trees and the hazels blend? Mopsus. You are the elder, ’tis for me to bide Your choice, Menalcas, whether now we seek Yon shade that quivers […]
Ecologue IX by Virgil
LYCIDAS, MOERIS Lycidas. Say whither, Moeris?- Make you for the town, Or on what errand bent? Moeris. O Lycidas, We have lived to see, what never yet we feared, An interloper own our little farm, And say, “Be off, you former husbandmen! These fields are mine.” Now, cowed and out of heart, Since Fortune turns […]
Ecologue I by Virgil
MELIBOEUS, TITYRUS Meliboeus. You, Tityrus, ‘neath a broad beech-canopy Reclining, on the slender oat rehearse Your silvan ditties: I from my sweet fields, And home’s familiar bounds, even now depart. Exiled from home am I; while, Tityrus, you Sit careless in the shade, and, at your call, “Fair Amaryllis” bid the woods resound. Tityrus. O […]
Eclogue X by Virgil
GALLUS This now, the very latest of my toils, Vouchsafe me, Arethusa! needs must I Sing a brief song to Gallus- brief, but yet Such as Lycoris’ self may fitly read. Who would not sing for Gallus? So, when thou Beneath Sicanian billows glidest on, May Doris blend no bitter wave with thine, Begin! The […]
You by Vladimir Mayakovsky
You by Vladimir Mayakovsky You came – determined, because I was large, because I was roaring, but on close inspection you saw a mere boy. You seized and snatched away my heart and began to play with it – like a girl with a bouncing ball. And before this miracle every woman was either a […]
To All and Everything by Vladimir Mayakovsky
To All and Everything by Vladimir Mayakovsky No. It can’t be. No! You too, beloved? Why? What for? Darling, look – I came, I brought flowers, but, but… I never took silver spoons from your drawer! Ashen-faced, I staggered down five flights of stairs. The street eddied round me. Blasts. Blares. Tires screeched. It was […]
Conversation with Comrade Lenin by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Conversation with Comrade Lenin by Vladimir Mayakovsky Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are two in the room: I and Lenin- a photograph on the whiteness of wall. The stubble slides upward above his lip as his mouth jerks open in speech. […]
Back Home by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Back Home by Vladimir Mayakovsky Thoughts, go your way home. Embrace, depths of the soul and the sea. In my view, it is stupid to be always serene. My cabin is the worst of all cabins ; All night above me Thuds a smithy of feet. All night, stirring the ceiling’s calm, dancers stampede to […]
Past One O’Clock … by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Past One O’Clock … by Vladimir Mayakovsky Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed. The Milky Way streams silver through the night. I’m in no hurry; with lightning telegrams I have no cause to wake or trouble you. And, as they say, the incident is closed. Love’s boat has smashed against the daily […]
Our March by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Our March by Vladimir Mayakovsky Beat the squares with the tramp of rebels! Higher, rangers of haughty heads! We’ll wash the world with a second deluge, Now’s the hour whose coming it dreads. Too slow, the wagon of years, The oxen of days — too glum. Our god is the god of speed, Our heart […]
My Soviet Passport by Vladimir Mayakovsky
My Soviet Passport by Vladimir Mayakovsky I’d tear like a wolf at bureaucracy. For mandates my respect’s but the slightest. To the devil himself I’d chuck without mercy every red-taped paper. But this … Down the long front of coupés and cabins File the officials politely. They gather up passports and I give in My […]
Call To Account! by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Call To Account! by Vladimir Mayakovsky The drum of war thunders and thunders. It calls: thrust iron into the living. From every country slave after slave are thrown onto bayonet steel. For the sake of what? The earth shivers hungry and stripped. Mankind is vapourised in a blood bath only so someone somewhere can get […]
Attitude To A Miss by Vladimir Mayakovsky
Attitude To A Miss by Vladimir Mayakovsky That night was to decide if she and I were to be lovers. Under cover of darkness no one would see, you see. I bent over her, it’s the truth, and as I did, it’s the truth, I swear it, I said like a kindly parent: “Passion’s a […]
At the Top of My voice by Vladimir Mayakovsky
At the Top of My voice by Vladimir Mayakovsky My most respected comrades of posterity! Rummaging among these days’ petrified crap, exploring the twilight of our times, you, possibly, will inquire about me too. And, possibly, your scholars will declare, with their erudition overwhelming a swarm of problems; once there lived a certain champion of […]
What a beautiful world by Vladimir Marku
Cherry blossom Rose hue on the burdened trees Shy and proud of Their pregnancy The would-be mother of cherries Icy ice tundra Clad trees queuing up Waves of reason we dodge Along the snowy coast of Our lives. Goldish leaves laying the road Wonder where to Blanket of fire Chariot of bliss This autumn of […]
Time by Vladimir Marku
Time can roll, glide, sneak, fly or drip Without caring, minding, considering It’s you and me who should never sleep It’s love we have to build never weathering In each-other’s eyes and soul lie deep In eternity laying our feelings.
The Room The Light and Golden Dust by Vishnu J Mohan
All I can see is that light through the narrow gap It was alluding and captivated me I can see golden dust flying I tried to reach it and grab them With my pale and weak hands All my tires went in vain I can see shadows walking outside They are very familiar to me […]
The Ghosts of past, the Angels of future by Vyshnav Shabu Nair
As slight as the morning mist As calm as the brooks do flow Wavering like an arrow shot The lips did part to give way to The hearts deep joy, Silenced as it was to be, But pleasant as the breath of sea. Happier it might have been Wider it could have gone Longer it […]
Signals by Walid Saba
Dear you, You are an amateur thief Not so subtle in stealing the looks Your plan is very clear And every part of your body Reveals your scheme Stop caressing your hair Be gentle with your knees I have received the signals long ago I can even hear your heartbeat No I am not that […]
September Rain by Vishü Rita Krocha
Lingering still, the giants of monsoon- Raindrops, pelting on the roof still- Falling, on a slow September day. Perhaps, It will be the last of rain. Copyright ©: Vishü Rita Krocha ————— The End And that’s the End of the Poem © Poetry Monster, 2021. Poems by topic and subject. Poetry Monster — the ultimate repository […]
Rain falling by Vladimir Marku
Falling rain brings you to me “Times New Roman”,”serif””>While your face I see in my tears “Times New Roman”,”serif””>Missing turns into a stream “Times New Roman”,”serif””>Filling up my soul “Times New Roman”,”serif””>Overflown I cannot breath “Times New Roman”,”serif””>Rain’s falling and reminds me of you “Times New Roman”,”serif””>Your silky voice and soft eyes “Times New Roman”,”serif””>The […]
Moonlight by Vita Sackville-West
Moonlight by Vita Sackville-West What time the meanest brick and stone Take on a beauty not their own, And past the flaw of builded wood Shines the intention whole and good, And all the little homes of man Rise to a dimmer, nobler span; When colour’s absence gives escape To the deeper spirit of the […]
Night dyes its hair by Vladimir Marku
I’d give all my written words away I’d donate all my beautiful metaphors All my figures of speech My rhyme My free verses My assonance My allegories I’d give away All the yet unwritten words My silence Its space All my punctuation marks And spelling errors I’d give away All my between-the-line messages To see […]
Monday by Vishü Rita Krocha
“She waits for me, the rain to come…” and the sky turns its colour, April shower takes over the misty cloud greets me with a really lazy morning Why, I’ve had the sweetest sleep… then the wind twirls and whirls all other things stand still. Monday at work with two cups of tea I miss […]
Love’s Paradox by Vishü Rita Krocha
I forget him without reminders, and when I remember, my heart sinks. I tell myself our love story was gone with the past, in the winds that carried our wishes and our hearts’ only desires. He is gone, it’s been a long six years; imprinted in time and memory. I’ve been lonely sometimes when I […]