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
- Allegro Maestoso by William Ernest Henley
- Жан де Лафонтен – Лисица и Аист
- Эмиль Верхарн – Здравствуй, подруга
- L’Art poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Олег Григорьев – Зашли мы к Сизову с приятелем
- The joyful things in life by Martin Smith
- Robert Burns: Ballads on Mr. Heron’s Election, 1795: Second-Election Day
- Tests. by Walt Whitman
- The True Lover poem – A. E. Housman
- The Wish to be Generous by Wendell Berry
- Владимир Корнилов – Боль
- Blue Moles by Sylvia Plath
- St. Francis of Assisi by Vachel Lindsay
- A Sermon
- PRESCIENCE by Satish Verma
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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).
