O Homeland! O Eagle,
Plunging, through the bars of my cell,
Your fiery beak in my eyes!
All I possess in the presence of death
Is pride and fury.
I have willed that my heart be planted as a tree,
That my forehead become an abode for skylarks.
O eagle,
I am unworthy of your lofty wing,
I prefer a crown of flame.
O homeland!
We were born and raised in your wound,
And ate the fruit of your trees,
To witness the birth of your daybreak.
O eagle unjustly languishing in chains,
O legendary death which once was sought,
Your fiery beak is still plunged in my eye.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Call To Arms In Our Street by Winifred Mary Letts
- Hey! Mr.Pothole by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- If I Had A Brontosaurus by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Маяковский – Сплетник
- Before an Examination by Stephen Vincent Benet
- Владимир Высоцкий – Жил-был человек, который очень много видел
- Ford o’ Kabul River by Rudyard Kipling
- Stepping Westward by William Wordsworth
- Sketch—New Year’s Day, 1790 by Robert Burns
- Snakecharmer by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Высоцкий – Мне в душу ступит кто-то посторонний
- Miserimus
- Twenty-Four Hokku On A Modern Theme poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Зинаида Александрова – Одуванчик
- I am a sculptor, a molder of form by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
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