by Alex Gross
Don’t walk away from me.
I’m trying to talk to you.
I know what you’re feeling,
But I don’t know what is
Going on in your head.
Please tell me.
It’s obvious I’ve upset you,
So don’t pretend I haven’t.
I know you well enough
To know when you’re lying.
If you don’t tell me what
It was that I did,
I can’t change it.
So tell me.
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2012 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- To A May Baby by Winifred Mary Letts
- The Invisible by Rixa White
- Владимир Маяковский – Профплакаты
- Кондратий Рылеев – Палей
- Михаил Лермонтов – Баллада (В избушке позднею порою)
- The Flower-Fed Buffaloes by Vachel Lindsay
- The Tenants Of The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- Владимир Британишский – От низменного к неземному
- Sonet 41 by William Alexander
- Lord when the wise men came from farr by Sidney Godolphin
- Николай Глазков – Дождь
- To The Nameless Soldier
- Константин Бальмонт – Можно жить с закрытыми глазами
- Growltiger’s Last Stand by T. S. Eliot
- xai_kou_from_book_seeds_of_faith.html
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
- Robert Burns: My Lord A-Hunting:
- Robert Burns: The Bonie Moor-Hen:
- Robert Burns: Prologue: Spoken by Mr. Woods on his benefit-night, Monday, 16th April, 1787
- Robert Burns: Verses Intended To Be Written Below A Noble Earl’s Picture:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Mrs. Scott: Gudewife of Wauchope-House, Roxburghshire.
- Robert Burns: Inscription For The Headstone Of Fergusson The Poet:
- Robert Burns: Extempore In The Court Of Session:
- Robert Burns: Bonie Dundee:
- Robert Burns: Rattlin’, Roarin’ Willie:
- Robert Burns: Mr. William Smellie -A Sketch:
- Robert Burns: To Miss Logan, With Beattie’s Poems, For A New-Year’s Gift, Jan. 1, 1787:
- Robert Burns: Address To A Haggis:
- Robert Burns: Address To Edinburgh:
- Robert Burns: Yon Wild Mossy Mountains:
- Robert Burns: A Winter Night :
- Robert Burns: On Sensibility: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Epistle To Major Logan:
- Robert Burns: Tam Samson’s Elegy: When this worthy old sportman went out, last muirfowl season, he supposed it was to be, in Ossian’s phrase, “the last of his fields,” and expressed an ardent wish to die and be buried in the muirs. On this hint the author composed his elegy and epitaph.-R.B., 1787.
- Robert Burns: Composed In Spring:
- Robert Burns: Inscribed On A Work Of Hannah More’s: Presented to the Author by a Lady.
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
