by Akshay Raja
Daring prince to lead my path
Gusty wind to bear my wrath
To seek pride i walk my route
Swing my way through roots and shoots.
Awakened cry a hell of song
My heart fro back, ding n dong
Creepy justice all to give
Kill my lies for am to live!
Lonely swings to hammer along
Yellow flame (sun) to burn my song
Blackened ridge (death) closing in
Have to jump or dive in.
Twists n turns won’t turn my path
Leading my heart with the warrior i got
Blockades or hustles won’t block me down
To give up am not a clown!
Akshay Raja
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Akshay Raja

A few random poems:
- The Church An’ Happy Zunday by William Barnes
- At Galway Races by William Butler Yeats
- Николай Глазков – Девятое мая
- At A Vacation Exercise In The Colledge, Part Latin, Part English. The Latin Speeches Ended, The English Thus Began poem – John Milton poems
- Lepracaun or Fairy Shoemaker, The by William Allingham
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For Mr. William Michie: Schoolmaster of Cleish Parish, Fifeshire.
- Владимир Британишский – Девятое января
- Наталья Шевченко – Он не в себе
- Nocturnal Vigils poem – Alfred Austin
- I Am Part Of The Load by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Temple of Fame poem – Alexander Pope poems | Poetry Monster
- A Wintry Picture poem – Alfred Austin
- Trees poem – Angelina Weld Grimke poems | Poems and Poetry
- Nigra Sum poem – Andrea “Vocab” Sanderson poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Manor Garden by Sylvia Plath
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: Scroggam, My Dearie:
- Robert Burns: When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed :
- Robert Burns: The Weary Pund O’ Tow:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet :
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Robert Burns: My Native Land Sae Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- Robert Burns: A Grace After Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: The Keekin’-Glass:
- Robert Burns: Divine Service In The Kirk Of Lamington:
- Robert Burns: The Toadeater:
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To Robert Graham, ESQ., Of Fintry:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Maxwell, ESQ., Of Terraughty : On His Birthday.
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
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