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
- Федор Сологуб – Под черёмухой цветущей
- On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour poem – John Keats poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm is the morn without a sound poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Alone by Yvor Winters
- In Seditionem Horrendam, Corruptelis Gallicus Ut Fertue, Londini Nuper Exortam by William Cowper
- Yin and Yang by Muralidharan Mudaliar
- On The Decline Of Oracles by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Орлов – Ковровые дорожки
- Владимир Высоцкий – Нет меня, я покинул Расею
- Consolatorium, Ad Parentes by William Strode
- Зинаида Александрова – Ромашки
- Иван Киуру – Оазис
- Владимир Высоцкий – Он не вернулся из боя
- A Thought by Robert Louis Stevenson
- Brought From Beyond poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
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).
