by ahcene mariche
I dressed a lot of persons
I patched clothes to many others
The rich as well as the poor
I took off thorns
To the sick I pierced boils
I also pierced plenty of ears
Most people need me
They can’t do without me
I adorned too many brides
I made their grooms look handsome
So that they please their admirers
I protected the miserable
I covered and wormed them
With the suitable cloth
I cared a lot for the wrecked
I provided them with food in plenty
I realized later on
That I was doing only good
But as if I was digging in water
No profit coming in return
From the ungrateful man
Yet I kept accomplishing my duty
What I said is an example
I took it from our rich repertory
All the words I’ve used
Are about my doings
And those of the needle
Which remains naked.
ahcene mariche
A few random poems:
- Come by Sara Teasdale
- Владимир Маяковский – Славянский вопрос-то решается просто
- Francesca poem – Ezra Pound poems
- A bat flits by Yosa Buson
- Al calor de una guitarra by Mara Romero Torres
- At Shelley’s Grave poem – Alfred Austin
- Appease by Muralidharan Mudaliar
- Владимир Костров – Старый сюжет
- The Bistro Styx by Rita Dove
- The Convoy by Stephenie Tucker
- Владимир Маяковский – Тревога
- Before They Were Mothers by Sappho
- Ask Me No More poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Venus Transiens poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Welcome by William Browne
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
- Aubade by William Shakespeare
- A Lover’s Complaint by William Shakespeare
- A Fairy Song by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 128: How oft, when thou, my music, music play’st by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 149: Canst thou, O cruel, say I love thee not by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 148: O me! what eyes hath love put in my head by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 147: My love is as a fever, longing still by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 145: Those lips that Love’s own hand did make by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 144: Two loves I have, of comfort and despair by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 143: Lo, as a careful huswife runs to catch by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 142: Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 141: In faith, I do not love thee with mine eyes by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 140: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 13: O, that you were your self! But, love, you are by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 138: When my love swears that she is made of truth by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 137: Thou blind fool, Love, what dost thou to mine eyes by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 136: If thy soul check thee that I come so near by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 135: Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy will by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet 134: So, now I have confessed that he is thine 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.
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
