The prison of the past
by Mirela Sula
I escape from the prison of the past
Haunted by illusions gone awry
Filled with accusation against own self
There I go to enjoy the air of renewal
Desire
Touches me
To seduce me
Pushes me
To regain myself again
Released
Like a mad chicken
I crash against a gate which invites me to go in
I feel rescued
Although with my head down I stand
From the warm eggs that I left in my other nest
I hurry not to leave myself on the vigilant movements
I still hide from the sun that has set
A falter whilst running away from the memories
Who it never overcame the end of my shadow
Mirela Sula
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Mirela Sula
A few random poems:
- Hardcastle Crags by Sylvia Plath
- Identity poem – A. R. Ammons poems | Poetry Monster
- Coming to Terms by Mary Etta Metcalf
- I Begin To Think by Satish Verma
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- My Mother by Claude McKay
- The Ghost’s Leavetaking by Sylvia Plath
- Middle-Ages by Siegfried Sassoon
- A Parænesis To Prince Henry by William Alexander
- The Hosts
- Rhyme by the Bog by Robby Charters
- Владимир Маяковский – Обряды кому и на кой ляд целовальный обряд
- Robert Burns: To Daunton Me:
- The Pet-Lamb by William Wordsworth
- Владимир Солоухин – Яблоко
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
- Sonnet 94: They that have power to hurt and will do none by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 93: So shall I live, supposing thou art true by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 92: But do thy worst to steal thy self away by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 91: Some glory in their birth, some in their skill by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 90: Then hate me when thou wilt; if ever, now by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 8: Music to hear, why hear’st thou music sadly? by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 89: Say that thou didst forsake me for some fault by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 88: When thou shalt be disposed to set me light by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 87: Farewell! Thou art too dear for my possessing by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 86: Was it the proud full sail of his great verse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 85: My tongue-tied Muse in manners holds her still by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 84: Who is it that says most, which can say more by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 83: I never saw that you did painting need by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 82: I grant thou wert not married to my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 81: Or I shall live your epitaph to make by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 80: O, how I faint when I of you do write by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 79: Whilst I alone did call upon thy aid by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 78: So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 77: Thy glass will show thee how thy beauties wear by William Shakespeare
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.
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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
