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
- Perseus by Sylvia Plath
- No! by Thomas Hood
- Water by Wendell Berry
- A Galloway Song poem – John Keats poems
- Ad Quintilianum by Robert Louis Stevenson
- the branches of pine tree by Mousumi Guha Roy
- C’est la nuit aveugle by Martine Morillon-Carreau
- At Malvern by William Lisle Bowles
- Ольга Берггольц – Новогодний тост
- A Confession To A Friend In Trouble by Thomas Hardy
- Ольга Берггольц – Мы предчувствовали полыханье
- When and Why by Rabindranath Tagore
- Address to the Unco Guid by Robert Burns
- Sonnet 11: As fast as thou shalt wane, so fast thou grow’st by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet # 19 by Luis A. Estable
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).
