by Alina Ahmed
Rejoicing on the melodies of my song,
I realised standing on my toe, I’m strong,
With all the happiness I want to play along,
Where not a single thing goes wrong.
A smile on the face,
Thinking that now everything is in its place,
I want to feel the breeze of upcoming race,
In which I know I am going to be in first place.
Now no one can leave me alone,
Because now I know how to sing my tone,
Without in fear of bringing a cyclone,
Knowing that I can act as an outgrown.
Now I have realised I’m someone owing in this creation,
And no one can leave me with abrogation,
I know I can stand on my own ramification,
May be then I will be on top of this whole nation.
With no one by my side,
With whom I may collide,
After all I cannot be denied,
To act as my own preside.
Alina Ahmed
Copyright ©:
ALINA AHMED. 26th of May.
A few random poems:
- The Gyres by William Butler Yeats
- Piety poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Иннокентий Анненский – Любовь к прошлому
- Олег Бундур – Дождь
- Hidebound by Shaunna Harper
- Who is the Bogeyman? by Ross D Tyler
- He Remembers Forgotten Beauty by William Butler Yeats
- Negligence
- For The Anniversary Of John Keats’ Death by Sara Teasdale
- The Immortal Part poem – A. E. Housman
- The Return by Sara Teasdale
- The Instructor by Rudyard Kipling
- He Hears The Cry Of The Sedge by William Butler Yeats
- Michelle Obama Tribute by Susan King Saunders
- Olney Hymn 30: The Light And Glory Of The Word by William Cowper
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- I Heard You, Solemn-sweet Pipes of the Organ. by Walt Whitman
- I hear it was Charged against Me. by Walt Whitman
- I Hear America Singing. by Walt Whitman
- I Dream’d in a Dream. by Walt Whitman
- I am He that Aches with Love. by Walt Whitman
- Hush’d be the Camps To-day. by Walt Whitman
- How Solemn as One by One. by Walt Whitman
- Hours Continuing Long. by Walt Whitman
- Here the Frailest Leaves of Me. by Walt Whitman
- Here, Sailor. by Walt Whitman
- Hast Never Come to Thee an Hour. by Walt Whitman
- Great are the Myths. by Walt Whitman
- Gods. by Walt Whitman
- Gliding Over All. by Walt Whitman
- Give me the Splendid, Silent Sun. by Walt Whitman
- Germs. by Walt Whitman
- Full of Life, Now. by Walt Whitman
- From Paumanok Starting. by Walt Whitman
- From My Last Years. by Walt Whitman
- From Far Dakota’s Cañons. by Walt Whitman
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
