Do they bleed my red roses? sooner they may part-off from my heart. A Dusky bee as i spare this time, Lonely across this silence’s prophecy. O’ here with charmless petals, Once seen as ribbon ed red smiles; But spirited charm wilt shrinking, Seems very mute sorrow they are; But perpetual pleasure never hide from your lips abroad, Nor you shall reply me fearless,Smile once! And as your souls refinement, Never you match them with any ugly faults. As long as you hang in your eternal grip, You shall shine aloft my silver core. Nithin purple
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Гумилев – Лаос
- Farewell to Hsin Chien at Hibiscus Pavilion by Wang Wei
- Angels By The Door by William Barnes
- Ок Мельникова – Сохрани
- [Greek Title] by Thomas Hardy
- Carol of Words. by Walt Whitman
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – На берегу
- Palm Trees By The Sea
- Morning Poem #43 by Wanda Phipps
- Владимир Корнилов – Белые слоны
- A Silence poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Welsh Marches poem – A. E. Housman
- Владимир Маяковский – Радоваться рано
- Interlude: Songs Out Of Sorrow by Sara Teasdale
- The Commitment by Rob Leatherman Sr.
Some external links:
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).
