AUTUMN GRAPES
by Önder Kurt
It was an autumn season when I first saw you
Your first glance at me was a rose left from the spring
It was a spring day when I bonded anguishes
All the roses blooming in that fury glare withered.
I don’t look for other eyes looking at me like that
Happy with the first emotion, shining like the sun
In the dreams in flames, a swing begins to burn
What shook me was your distant eyes, god!
With my own hands I destroyed the glass houses
Looking at the mirrors my young face grew old
When waken up from the deathful sleep, I saw the light
Laying down in front of me was the thousand of bunches of grapes
In my inner self ,I grew up a newly spring
Like longing from a mother to her child
In a yearning way I soothed my sadness
Like dampness in the earth after the rain
From poor pavements I stole ordeals
What wets my pillow is my heartsick tears
Destroying my dreamland , I was left half done
Now, with my sins I stone the devils.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Yeoman of Kent by William Somervile
- Poets to Come. by Walt Whitman
- Address to His Elbow-Chair, New Cloath’d, An by William Somervile
- Ghosts by Martina Reisz Newberry
- The Moon’s Truth (before the war) by Reena Ribalow
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For James Smith:
- Владимир Маяковский – Собственную революцию удушив… (РОСТА №443)
- At Queensferry by William Ernest Henley
- Алексей Толстой – Рондо
- By Candlelight by Sylvia Plath
- Awake by Sara Herlihy
- Эмиль Верхарн – Женщина в черном
- Владимир Маяковский – Помощь не придет на такой вой… (Главполитпросвет №14)
- Our Soul’s Gestation
- If It Is True What the Prophets Write by William Blake
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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).
