I swim Unto high waves of imagination,So seriousness blends with inspiring wine;Drink of silence made infusion,That mind grows soft then thick and aflame.Its yard is adorned with hope full merry;Ward of profound, born new sublime,A seduced aggression is it being imaginary;That wakes me from seven seas of prime.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- To the Muse poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- In this World by Wendell Berry
- Verses Written At Bath, On Finding The Heel Of A Shoe by William Cowper
- Here War Is Simple by W H Auden
- And Doth Not a Meeting Like This by Thomas Moore
- Sound O’ Water by William Barnes
- Twilight poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Romantic Hour by Suuk Simon Subinimah
- Sonnet 32: If thou survive my well-contented day by William Shakespeare
- Song—O can ye Labour Lea? by Robert Burns
- Father And Child by William Butler Yeats
- Every day I bear a burden by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Владимир Высоцкий – В этом доме большом раньше пьянка была
- The Settler by Rudyard Kipling
- Morpheus poem – Alexander Pushkin
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