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
- Николай Огарев – Я сорвал ветку кипариса
- Moonrise by Yvor Winters
- TRUNCATED by Satish Verma
- MANY NAMESAKES by Satish Verma
- Towards Understanding, Through Poetry
- Before Sleep poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Василий Курочкин – Мы всё смешное косим, косим
- Panic
- Николай Гумилев – Канцона (Бывает в жизни человека)
- The Old Maids Story
- Владимир Маяковский – России
- To England At The Outbreak Of The Balkan War
- The Seven Sages by William Butler Yeats
- Einstein Defining Special Relativity poem – A. Van Jordan poems
- Evenén in the Village by William Barnes
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).
