Flesh o flesh ! The momentous , the mortal , the doomed
Made of fire , air , ether , earth and water of some dying spring ,
In you I dwell , rejoice , and feel blessed and the bloomed
Me the supreme consciousness , the eternal , the immortal being .
Without you o mortal , I am a wanderer , the cursed , the lone
To live till eternity , without any beginning without any the end ,
I am blessed in you , as a traveler with moments past me gone
Slipping from hollow of “my” hands like the uncatchable sand .
In you I feel the blessing of birth and glory of the mortal’s death
“My” senses enjoy pain and pleasure of being THE MORTAL GOD ,
Filling “my” soul with gratitude and lowering ”my” head in the debt
So shame on “me” of “this birth” if “I” don’t pay off rent of this abode .
What value of “me” if I don’t return a flesh for this abode of the flesh ,
And don’t let another consciousness to enjoy the glory of mortal’s ash ?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Book Review: A Dictionary Of Indian English Litterateurs: 1794-2010
- November 1813 by William Wordsworth
- Return Of The Heroes by Siegfried Sassoon
- Countrywomen by Katherine Mansfield
- Robert Burns: In The Prospect Of Death:
- Олег Бундур – Страх
- The Statues by William Butler Yeats
- To A Cricket by Michael McGovern
- Written On A Summer Evening poem – John Keats poems
- Владимир Вишневский – Пассажирский поезд
- On The High Price Of Fish by William Cowper
- Омар Хайям – Не порочь лозы-невесты
- colors_and_sounds.html
- Psalm 07 poem – John Milton poems
- The Pity Of Love by William Butler Yeats
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).
