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
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Христианские мысли перед битвами
- Night Shift by Sylvia Plath
- Impostor’s Coronation
- He Bids His Beloved Be At Peace by William Butler Yeats
- Олег Бундур – Тропа
- The Woman In The Rye by Thomas Hardy
- Новелла Матвеева – Ветер
- Song Of Jasoda
- Ode on Solitude poem – Alexander Pope
- Song—Auld Rob Morris by Robert Burns
- Юлия Друнина – Елка
- Women’s Harvest Song poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Ploughman’s Life by Robert Burns
- Love Flower
- Advice To A Girl by Sara Teasdale
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).
