‘Tis how a muse conquering my slender age;
Naked moments and a flightless gloom.
Dreams are unripe, but lively own;
From thee, I fled unconstrained.
Sins discolored my retention when you hide from me,
Solely then dwelt is my pathos.
And night’s and days swept, sullen;
Neath your heavens lodge, my lost ecstasy.
Every parent wants their bright child,
Brighter, an ace can do morrow’s shy lark.
wipe it my wickedness my lord! let my birth fulfill.
Let me serve you with in your cupid will, more radiant!
you’re giving me a life that i can heal;
That tend me breath with you until my death and after.
Nithin Purple
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Sonnet XV. On The Grasshopper And Cricket poem – John Keats poems
- In Praise of Laziness by William Wycherley
- A Grace after Meat by Robert Burns
- Sonnet 103: Alack, what poverty my Muse brings forth by William Shakespeare
- the_morning_walk.html
- Sheppard’s Quest by Shawn Ervin
- On the Beach at Night, Alone. by Walt Whitman
- Song Of Four Faries poem – John Keats poems
- Self-Care for Creative Artists: 10 Reasons To Care About It
- A Song Of Autumn
- Adam: A Sacred Drama. Act 3. by William Cowper
- Heaven and You by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Stars Over The Dordogne by Sylvia Plath
- Prospect by Sylvia Plath
- Innocent Steps by Vaishnavi Prakash
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
