by ahcene mariche
The present you offered me is poisoned
You should know this oh! The beneficent!
It shines like a star
A frame as nice as a parapet
You admire it so much
For me it is worthless
You need to impress others
Always looking for someone prestigious
But I need someone tender
If she doesn’t fulfil my ardour
Deep feelings will bind us for ever
Why all this resentment?
Your tongue, eyes and heart
Brought you only troubles
Your wishes, needs and fervours
Are the products of your aspirations
Tell me if all
That is high is worthy
You know well my deep thoughts
I beg you to leave me
You have to join the lucky
Her heart, mind and temper
I have all I wish for
Bright, charming and soft
All the best qualities
Youth, beauty and height
Don’t mean a lot for me
It’s all over, we agree!
Our ways are well drawn
Seven years have gone
A past witnessing our love
And racking your brain
You, who led our hopes to the ruin,
ahcene mariche

A few random poems:
- Sonnet XVII. Happy Is England poem – John Keats poems
- Her Epitaph by William Strode
- Ольга Берггольц – Майя
- Федор Сваровский – Путешественники во времени — копенгаген 1969
- In Memory of W. B. Yeats by W. H. Auden
- The Munich Mannequins by Sylvia Plath
- Джон Мильтон – О своей слепоте
- The Morning Half-Life Blues by Marge Piercy
- Transient
- Владимир Британишский – Перед самой войной
- Epitaph on James Grieve by Robert Burns
- The Owl by Ted Hughes
- love.html
- Валерий Брюсов – Из латинской антологии (Нежный стихов аромат услаждает безделие девы)
- Postscript by Seamus Heaney
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
- Upon The Sight Of A Beautiful Picture Painted By Sir G. H. Beaumont, Bart by William Wordsworth
- To The Small Celandine by William Wordsworth
- To The Poet, John Dyer by William Wordsworth
- To Sleep by William Wordsworth
- To Sir George Howland Beaumont, Bart From the South-West Coast Or Cumberland 1811 by William Wordsworth
- To Joanna by William Wordsworth
- To A Young Lady Who Had Been Reproached For Taking Long Walks In The Country by William Wordsworth
- To a Sky-Lark by William Wordsworth
- ‘Tis Said, That Some Have Died For Love by William Wordsworth
- The Vaudois by William Wordsworth
- The Two Thieves; Or, The Last Stage Of Avarice by William Wordsworth
- The Two April Mornings by William Wordsworth
- The Thorn by William Wordsworth
- The Tables Turned by William Wordsworth
- The Sun Has Long Been Set by William Wordsworth
- The Stars Are Mansions Built By Nature’s Hand by William Wordsworth
- The Sparrow’s Nest by William Wordsworth
- The Solitary Reaper by William Wordsworth
- The Simplon Pass by William Wordsworth
- The Shepherd, Looking Eastward, Softly Said by William Wordsworth
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