On the day when my words
were earth…
I was a friend to stalks of wheat.
On the day when my words
were wrath
I was a friend to chains.
On the day when my words
were stones
I was a friend to streams.
On the day when my words
were a rebellion
I was a friend to earthquakes.
On the day when my words
were bitter apples
I was a friend to the optimist.
But when my words became
honey…
flies covered
my lips!…
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Lost Love Is Never Lost
- Федор Тютчев – Как летней иногда порою
- Федор Сологуб – Знаю знанием последним
- Robert Burns: The Book-Worms:
- Eating Poetry by Mark Strand
- I threaded a garland with the memories of a spring… by Preeth Nambiar
- Николай Гумилев – Маскарад
- Alone by Yvor Winters
- The Editor by William Ellery Leonard
- Николай Заболоцкий – Битва с предками
- Гавриил Державин – Философы, пьяный и трезвый
- Владимир Вишневский – Пассажирский поезд
- Chorus of Athenians poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Sonnet 03: Canzone poem – John Milton poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Гимн взятке
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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).
