With tears on his face you can have child,
No hands to clean the sadness of his life;
His hardship, suffering in pain quite wild
For his heart`s and mind`s strife through eyes a knife.
You can have a girl in hate with her dreams
Which have become the color of her skin.
Then through her mouth blood when she sadly screams
Wich without mercy seems much like a din.
You can have things in horror out of word;
Still quite small with the sadness of my brain.
I have in my blood a cut throat- eyeless bird.
No firmament to calm my thirst has rain.
I suffer and call my thick tears, “Yes ma`am!”
The pain the wind does slam with hate I am!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Let Me Tide Over by Vattacharja Chandan
- Lord Nevils Advice
- Six-Word Poem by Monty Gilmer
- Paradise Lost: Book 10 poem – John Milton poems
- Light by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Rainy Day by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Garden by Abraham Cowley
- On The High Pedestal by Shahida Latif
- Robert Burns: Sonnet On Receiving A Favour: Addressed to Robert Graham, Esq. of Fintry.
- Sonnet 49: Against that time, if ever that time come by William Shakespeare
- Вероника Тушнова – Кто-то в проруби тонет
- Wake Not for the World-Heard Thunder poem – A. E. Housman
- Exiles by Marilyn Hacker
- The Quest poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Robert Burns: Lines To John M’Murdo, Esq. Of Drumlanrig: Sent with some of the Author’s Poems.
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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).
