by Alex Gross
I remember when I feared you. I
Always thought I was inferior,
And that sooner or later, you would
Find out.
I remember when I distrusted you.
I always thought I was wrong in some
Way. And that sooner or later, you would
Find out.
I remember when I worshipped you. I
Thought you had all the answers. I
Had all the questions. I knew that
You would find out.
Now, I respect you. I know that you
Don’t have all the answers. You don’t
Live to expose my insecurities. You
Want to improve me, so that I am not
Inferior. Well, you’ve found out.
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2011 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- Before by Yehuda Amichai
- Владимир Высоцкий – У Наполеона Ватерлоо есть хотя б
- By the Dusk – Ao Entardecer by Soaroir de Campos
- Ольга Ермолаева – За Волгой, ударившись озем
- A Letter To Doctor Ingelo, then With My Lord Whitlock, Amba poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- A Grey Day by William Vaughn Moody
- Blackmwore Maidens by William Barnes
- Юлия Друнина – Все грущу о шинели
- Amphion poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Высоцкий – Спасибо, что живой: стих, текст “Мой черный человек в костюме сером” – Poetry Monster
- Омар Хайям – Будут гурии, мед и вино
- Quietness, Something to Consider… Or Not (2 Poems)
- Ballade Of Old Plays poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Что такое II Интернационал?.. (РОСТА №133)
- Владимир Маяковский – Реклама Моссукно
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
Alexander Pope (1688 – 1744) was a a post-Restoration English poet and satirist. He is a poet of the (British) Augustan period and one of its greatest artistic exponents.