by Akshay Raja
With his or her words to reign
Empty mind gone to drain
People did try to strain
Bold and courage had the pain.
They took methods up so bad
Brave warriors hit the sack
Evil rule no dignity they had
As a ball that hit we bounce back!
A new world order grows up front
A slow hymn grows to a chant
Blending together like thorns on rose
To crush evil together we rose!
Led up front by the mystic saint
He held our hearts fed our vein
The enigma of life to raise as giant
To dethrone evil, the British reign!
The bold warriors fought for bread
We won last shed no blood
Lost again back they row
We won the game with the tiger’s roar!
Akshay Raja
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Akshay Raja
A few random poems:
- Late September poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- tracks_in_the_private_country.html
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня Вани перед студентами
- For A Picture Of St. Dorothea poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Robert Burns: The Kirk Of Scotland’s Alarm:
- Константин Батюшков – Мои пенаты
- Николай Языков – Вечер (Прохладен воздух был)
- Psalm 88 poem – John Milton poems
- He Has Lived In Many Houses by Thomas Lux
- Indian Dancer by Sarojini Naidu
- Mild is the Parting Year by Walter Savage Landor
- Вера Павлова – Ты вольно или невольно
- Николай Карамзин – Там всё велико, всё прелестно
- Morning at the Window by T. S. Eliot
- Additions: The Fire at Tranter Sweatley’s by Thomas Hardy
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
- When Lilacs Last in the Door-yard Bloom’d. by Walt Whitman
- When I read the Book. by Walt Whitman
- When I peruse the Conquer’d Fame. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard the Learn’d Astronomer. by Walt Whitman
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- What think You I take my Pen in Hand? by Walt Whitman
- What Place is Besieged? by Walt Whitman
- What General has a Good Army. by Walt Whitman
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- What am I, After All? by Walt Whitman
- We Two—How Long We were Fool’d. by Walt Whitman
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- Visor’d. by Walt Whitman
- Vigil Strange I Kept on the Field. by Walt Whitman
- Turn, O Libertad. by Walt Whitman
- To You. by Walt Whitman
- To Thee, Old Cause! by Walt Whitman
- To the Garden the World. by Walt Whitman
- To One Shortly to Die. by Walt Whitman
- To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman
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
