Today I`m sad; yes sad, my eyes did imply.
The heart can`t see; it`s true hidden it lives.
On human vision his love must rely.
My eyes quite spoke, her beauty one that gives.
It was not so; she was a thorn inside,
And poor my heart that followed my eyes` mood.
Now my emotions in my deeps collide,
And with a tear my error I conclude.
One has no eyes, trust what, my friend, the ear?
The voice deceives in crueller ways than sight.
The heart has pain in every instance near.
I say, “Poor heart,” and feel it pain not right.
Who eyed a female with beauty outside
And did not have a heart that took her side.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- On The Lord Gen. Fairfax At The Seige Of Colchester poem – John Milton poems
- Шекспир – С любовью связан жизненный мой путь – Сонет 92
- Imitated From The Japanese by William Butler Yeats
- The Three Gentle Shepherds poem – Alexander Pope
- Honour
- Autumn Day by Rainer Maria Rilke
- O’erweening Statesmen Have Full Long Relied by William Wordsworth
- Вера Павлова – за руку здороваться с рекой
- Let go of your worries by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Владимир Высоцкий – Охота на кабанов
- Elegy on Stella by Robert Burns
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Звездочет
- XIII: Some Verses: On A Report On The Death Of The Author by William Alexander
- Владимир Высоцкий – Дорога, дорога, счёта нет шагам
- Николай Заболоцкий – Движение
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).
