by Alina Ahmed
We get pleasance in stories,
The stories of our glories,
Which is shown by our teachers in memories,
And turns into our worries.
Educators are the one who enlightens our thoughts,
When we get caught,
For cheating that was taught,
And not for answers that were sought.
They inspire us by giving us examples,
And also by teaching ur their principles,
So that we can have our salary as nonuples,
When they themselves earns in triples.
Laughing , smiling and sometimes frowning,
They make us worth listning to crowing,
That may help us in future training,
And also in modernising.
We want to salute all our trainers,
For making ur great achivers,
For imparting knowledge nd making us its weavers,
For everything that needs to recieved,
In the way of cognition or teaching, we will always take pride as concivers.
Alina Ahmed
Copyright ©:
Alina Ahmed
A few random poems:
- At Delphi poem – Alfred Austin
- Children’s Taste by Nijole Miliauskaite
- In The New Sun by Philip Levine
- The White Peacock by Stephen Vincent Benet
- She Was A Phantom Of Delight by William Wordsworth
- Sonnet : To Eva by Sylvia Plath
- Георгий Иванов – Аспазия, всегда Аспазия
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня о вещем Олеге
- Doomes-Day: The Third Houre by William Alexander
- Ольга Седакова – Старый поэт (Постскриптум)
- Poetic Dilemma by Pawan Kumar
- Олег Бундур – Август
- Владимир Маяковский – Слово “Товарищ” говоришь ты?! (РОСТА №449)
- Lamentations by Siegfried Sassoon
- Вероника Тушнова – Мне говорят, нету такой любви
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
