by Alex Gross
This is the time when I text you
I’m bored in this hallway all alone.
I need to see your familiar smiley face emoticon
But you’re not here,
Where Are You?
This is the time when you call me.
I hear your little voice:
“We’re here, Alex, I Love You.”
But now all I hear is the emptiness,
The quiet that could kill a man.
Because you’re not here,
Where are you?
This is the time when I teach you.
Mom has been giving me hell.
“Don’t be like me, Sis.” I tell you.
“Maybe you still have a chance at
Being what they want.”
You are what they want,
Everybody wants you.
That is when you’re here,
Where are you?
This is the time when I protect you.
The kids at school have been giving you hell
Again.
I tell you the stories of when I wore those shoes.
One of them goes too far,
I threaten him, I know how to scare young children.
I take you away, dry your tears.
Tell you it will be okay.
When you come back,
Where are you?
Mom is mad at you again.
She puts way too much pressure on you.
I know better than anyone.
You messed up again, like we all do
It’s not Mom’s fault that she forgot what it’s like.
That tends to happen when you destroy yourself as she did in mothering us.
Actually it was I who destroyed her,
You were the Miracle Baby.
But she forgot, nothing personal.
It’s because you’ve been here so long.
But not now, so tell me
Where are you?
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2010 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- Work and Play by Ted Hughes
- The Virgin Maid of Orleans, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s sonnet: La Pucelle by T. Wignesan.
- The Death of Nicou by Thomas Chatterton
- English Poetry. Philip James Bailey. Festus – 20. Филип Джеймс Бэйли.
- Anacreontics Drinking
- every_hour_henceforth.html
- Platonick Love
- Syrinx poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- This Dust was Once the Man. by Walt Whitman
- Learn Numbers With Fun Counting Rhymes For Kids
- It is raining! by Preeth Nambiar
- I Know an Aged Man Constrained to Dwell by William Wordsworth
- no ambition for eternity by Raj Arumugam
- A Galloway Song poem – John Keats poems
- There Were Dry Red Days by Sharmagne Leland-St. John
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
- Funeral Day Thoughts by Sudheesh Vs
- Flying Home by Sudeep Sen
- Do You Remember 1914 Grandad? by Steve Sant
- Crossroads by Suchi Gaur
- Closure by Suchi Gaur
- Borrowed Verses by Subhash Misra
- A Different September by Steve Sant
- Zen-moment by Sunil Sharma
- Young mother by Sunil Sharma
- Winter dusk at the railway halt by Sunil Sharma
- Valley-dawn by Sunil Sharma
- The workers by Sunil Sharma
- The light from an earthen lamp by Sunil Sharma
- The humble earthen lamp by Sunil Sharma
- The gypsy song by Sunil Sharma
- The Chant of the Indignant of the World by Sunil Sharma
- Surreal landscapes by Sunil Sharma
- To a son abroad by Sunil Sharma
- Relations by Sunil Sharma
- Pharaohs, Protests and Public by Sunil Sharma
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
