I keep on dying again.
Veins collapse, opening like the
Small fists of sleeping
Children.
Memory of old tombs,
Rotting flesh and worms do
Not convince me against
The challenge. The years
And cold defeat live deep in
Lines along my face.
They dull my eyes, yet
I keep on dying,
Because I love to live.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Summer – The Second Pastoral; or Alexis poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- Songs From “Prince Lucifer” II – Mother-Song poem – Alfred Austin
- Anniversaries
- Teach Us To Number Our Days by Rita Dove
- The Sequel to a Reminiscence poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- salamis_quot.html
- On Australian Hills
- The Mermaid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Солдат и привидение
- Владимир Степанов – Осы
- Additions: The Fire at Tranter Sweatley’s by Thomas Hardy
- Collecting Milkweed by Satish Verma
- Владимир Ладыженский – Христос Воскрес, скворцы поют
- Meditation on the A30 poem – John Betjeman poems
- By the Bivouac’s Fitful Flame. by Walt Whitman
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).
