by Alex Gross
I’m waiting for you to come to me.
I’ve done everything in my power
To Please you. It’s cold, and dark, just
Like you like it. Now why
Don’t you come to me?
It’s four AM and I feel like shit.
This is when I want you the most.
I keep trying to fix my minor discomforts
In the hope that you will have a change
Of Heart. But you don’t, nor do you come to me.
I step out into the hallway. I
Turn the corner, into the bathroom.
I let the cactus-needle water wash over me.
I hear the ocean coming from my bedroom.
How ridiculous is that?
It’s the lack of you which makes me hear things.
But that won’t make you come to me.
You come to me at your convenience.
It appears it’s daybreak, and I
Must go to school. Why, if I may,
Do you insist on torturing me so?
I did nothing to you. I don’t believe
In caffeine, or cocaine, or anything like it.
I suppose, like Santa Claus, you must
See everybody every night.
I’ve been nice, have I not?
So for God’s sake, come to me!
I don’t wish to medicate myself.
It interrupts my creative flow.
God knows, every therepist has written me
Some scrip or another.
I’d rather suffer than poison myself.
I would reason with you instead.
But, you give me no choice.
I know how to make you come to me.
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2010 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- On The Same Occasion by William Wordsworth
- Second Epistle to Davie by Robert Burns
- Ecco Mormorar L’onde (Now The Waves Murmur) by Torquato Tasso
- Fragment on Sensibility by Robert Burns
- Colors by Stephen Vincent Benet
- The Dark Hour by William Henry Davies
- Валерий Брюсов – Пленный лев
- Mother Ocean poem – Amy E. Johnsen poems | Poems and Poetry
- Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971.
- Иван Мятлев – Бывало
- I Went Down into the Desert by Vachel Lindsay
- On The Tomb Of A Priestess Of Artemis by Sappho
- Ballade Of True Wisdom poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Алишер Навои – Чудесные свершения середины жизни
- Spinster by Sylvia Plath
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
- Олег Сердобольский – Играли в шахматы слоны
- Олег Сердобольский – Футболист
- Олег Сердобольский – Два кораблика
- Олег Сердобольский – Черная считалка
- Олег Сердобольский – Алмазная снежинка
- Олег Митяев – Француженка
- Олег Мехов – Ах, у нашего Антошки
- Олег Карелин – Фото
- Олег Григорьев – Жена торговала колбасой
- Олег Григорьев – Зажав кузнечика в руке
- Олег Григорьев – Зашли мы к Сизову с приятелем
- Олег Григорьев – Яма
- Олег Григорьев – Я взял бумагу и перо
- Олег Григорьев – Я спросил электрика Петрова
- Олег Григорьев – Я сам себя в пальто одел
- Олег Григорьев – Я дверь в коридор отворил
- Олег Григорьев – Вперед не рвись
- Олег Григорьев – Вкусно от меда во рте
- Олег Григорьев – Вечером девочка Мила
- Олег Григорьев – Увязался М. за Ж.
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
