For reasons many I the world do call
To come as one to turn pain, tears to mirth,
And like a seed in blessings huge though small
Step by step lat us fill with smiles the earth.
Why do we flowers with good eyes caress?
And even snakes find some who love them dear.
My deep tears through my mouth I do express.
Look at your mate; nothing on earth comes near.
The milk we drink from cows can give us health.
A golden ring to fingers the sky blue,
But nothing has my friend indeed more wealth
Tham,yes, a humna soul; your mind review.
In fact of those who have felt pain a cry
I want the world with its distress god-bye.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Луговской – Первый снег
- Шекспир – Доверьем мнимым держится любовь – Сонет 138
- Эмиль Верхарн – Я радость бытия принес тебе в подарок
- Владимир Высоцкий – Палач
- She’s My Ever Lovin’ Machine by Shel Silverstein
- St. Winefred’s Well poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- A Poem to my Beloved by Walter William Safar
- Владимир Маяковский – Врангель – фон… (РОСТА №472)
- Battle Stars
- Communal War
- A Letter to a Live Poet by Rupert Brooke
- Bucolics by Sylvia Plath
- Robert Burns: The Fall Of The Leaf:
- The Man In The Bowler Hat
- Владимир Британишский – По волхову
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).
