by Alina Ahmed
I dont know where I lie in this world,
No space for me in peoples heart,
Everyone says I’m Gods special child,
But I ask why m I made with such a physically disabled art ?
I cannot eat with my hands,
Neither can I stand on my own legs,
But I fell proud to see world without tears,
And I feel prestigious to know that I m gods near.
People pity on me,
But I feel proud that I cannot handle my pace,
Where people in this world are just in dirgrace,
I feel pride to know that I am in harms,
But feel sorry to know that people have no loving arms.
I thank god for making me disabled,
So that I can say I m someones pleasure…
Alina Ahmed
Copyright ©:
ALINA AHMED. 28th of april, 2011, INDIA
A few random poems:
- Pathetic Way Of Getting Over Me by Shel Silverstein
- Words by Sylvia Plath
- Alone by Yvor Winters
- Patterns poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Host Of The Air by William Butler Yeats
- Doomes-Day: The Second Houre by William Alexander
- The Drèven O’ The Common by William Barnes
- The Language of William Dunbar
- Mr. Mistoffelees by T. S. Eliot
- Domestic Peace by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- To The Serpent
- Lovers in Cafe by Aiyah De Torres
- Федор Сологуб – Лепестками завялыми
- Sonnet Of Motherhood VI poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- One Sweeps By. by Walt Whitman
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
- Sonnet 133: Beshrew that heart that makes my heart to groan by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 132: Thine eyes I love, and they, as pitying me by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 131: Thou art as tyrannous, so as thou art by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 130: My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 12: When I do count the clock that tells the time by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 129: Th’ expense of spirit in a waste of shame by William Shakespeare
- The Eolian Harp by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 31: Thy bosom is endearèd with all hearts by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 30: When to the sessions of sweet silent thought by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 2: When forty winters shall besiege thy brow by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 29: When in disgrace with Fortune and men’s eyes by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 28: How can I then return in happy plight by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 26: Lord of my love, to whom in vassalage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 25: Let those who are in favour with their stars by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 24: Mine eye hath played the painter and hath stelled by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 23: As an unperfect actor on the stage by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 22: My glass shall not persuade me I am old by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare
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
