by Alissia Lyons
The end of the world was dreary
And teary, and eerie and grey
As some did run to their loved ones,
Others did cry in dismay
They trampled, and wrestled and panicked
not knowing just what they should do
The people of Earth, they spent their last minutes
Wondering… before all their lives they saw through
If I had a last moment to live
I think I’d sit and wonder as well
How do you spend such a moment?
It’s human, it’s futile, death’s spell
As the ships descend through the atmosphere,
As the zombies, they leap from the earth
Tsunamis, eruptions, corruptions commandeer
And our lives are burned at the hearth
As bushfires roar across golden planes,
As disease stamps out our last breath,
As our own stupidity strikes finally again,
We contemplate, we internalise our own death
Copyright ©:
Alissia Lyons
A few random poems:
- A Human Being Needs Strong Tea
- Огюст Барбье – Сегодня я в пути
- Beyond the Moon by Vachel Lindsay
- Шекспир – Я не хочу хвалить любовь мою – Сонет 21
- Валерий Брюсов – In hас lackimarum valle (в этой долине слез )
- Weather poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Full Moon and Little Frieda by Ted Hughes
- To His Worthy Friend Doctor Witty Upon His Translation Of The Popular Errors poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Frijolita by Manolo Arriola
- To a Steam Roller by Marianne Moore
- You Are One For Whom Ma Heart Really Cares by Miraj Patel
- I am not ashamed of myself by Swami Aaron Thomas
- The Reply Of Q. Horatius Flaccus To A Roman “Round-Robin” poem – Alfred Austin
- Алексей Николаевич Толстой – Суд
- Gangrene by Philip Levine
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
