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
- A Reminiscence poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
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- gazebo.html
- The Chant of the Indignant of the World by Sunil Sharma
- Николай Карамзин – Стихи на день рождения А. А. Плещеевой 14 октября
- Василий Жуковский – К мимо пролетавшему гению
- Олег Бундур – Дождь
- Robert Burns: To Daunton Me:
- Омар Хайям – Если ты не впадаешь в молитвенный раж
- Flora by William Morris
- Николай Глазков – Девятое мая
- Repentance poem – Ygor Noblott poems | Poetry Monster
- The Mothering Blackness by Maya Angelou
- Sir Richard’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- The Last Flower poem – Alexander Pushkin
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).
