by Akshay Raja
The morning glow shines a day,
That’s still hard, still far away,
With thousands of hands, trying to reach
New words, the day will preach,
Of mighty words, almighty blows
Of the splendor, thee world shows
With the savior in us says it all
Listen! The RAIN will fall!
listen, the birds chants hymns
Chirps, but still rhymes
For it comes with a good deed!
The songs, just tell us heed
Of the innocent days we were to jump;
Run and play, don’t worry about bumps
For the joy in us says it all,
Play! The RAIN will fall!
See the drop on a whirly rose
Tranquil, pure yet another chose,
To cut off for his shine
Granted it doesn’t whine
Just stays a day more and makes us smile
Feel so short, but lives a mile
Still the smile it bore say it all,
Give! The RAIN will fall!
A small seed spurts, grows long and tall
It grows till the heaven above all;
It gave us shine, fruit and life
But man’s mind-the biggest knife,
Cut it down till the end of bark
It’s chopped, burned doesn’t bark,
Back it spurts and grows for all
Forgive! [For give] The RAIN will fall!
Friends just another small work… it just says a fact tht if we do something good it will rain good…
Here the word rain is referred to rain [written in caps-RAIN], getting lots of good things in life, and reign of darkness, evil and so on… so don’t be confused!
Akshay Raja
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Akshay Raja

A few random poems:
- In the Name of Eternal Love by Walter William Safar
- All About You by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Маяковский – Порт
- On Passing The New Menin Gate by Siegfried Sassoon
- Robert Burns: Delia, An Ode : “To the Editor of The Star.-Mr. Printer-If the productions of a simple ploughman can merit a place in the same paper with Sylvester Otway, and the other favourites of the Muses who illuminate the Star with the lustre of genius, your insertion of the enclosed trifle will be succeeded by future communications from-Yours, &c., R. Burns. Ellisland, near Dumfries, 18th May, 1789.”
- Robert Burns: Anna, Thy Charms:
- Two Quits And Drum And Elegy Drinkers
- Степан Щипачев – Лил дождь осенний
- Николай Карамзин – Берег
- Poems, Potatoes by Sylvia Plath
- The Astronomer by Rabindranath Tagore
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. In June. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- Love by Robert Creeley
- Raw Silk by Vinita Agrawal
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
- The Higher Pantheism poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Grandmother poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Garden poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Flower poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Eagle poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Deserted House poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- The Brook poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Tears, Idle Tears poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sweet And Low poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- St. Agnes’ Eve poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Spring poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sir Launcelot and Queen Guinevere poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sir Galahad poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sea Dreams poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Requiescat poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Recollection of the Arabian Nights poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Princess: A Medley: The splendour falls on castle walls poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Pelleas And Ettarre poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Of Old Sat Freedom on the Heights poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Of Old Sat Freedom poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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