I was on my way to nowhere
Tired, I unsaddled
It is Porto, I was told
O my!
This is where I was going,
Without even knowing
Every stone here deserves attention
Castles are old
Just like I was told
The Port is ancient
The beer is always cold
And everyone here smiles
All worries are put on hold
How can I join this festival,
When I foolishly
Think too much of life?
You do not grieve near the fire dance
You dance,
Aimlessly!
You rejoice,
While you have the chance
This fire does not last forever
I desperately needed someone
To save me …
From myself!
And there she was
Staring,
And curious
I looked lonely,
Said lady Braga
Like an ill child,
She treated me
And she treated me well!
We started another festival
Ignited a new fire
And we danced
And I was better …
But the fire has long subsided
BRAGA!!!
I am ill, again!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- When I am asleep and crumbling in the tomb by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- A Code of Morals by Rudyard Kipling
- I don’t want to have you by Vinko Kalinic
- Robert Burns: Lines Written On A Banknote:
- Алексей Толстой – Против течения
- The Connaught Rangers by Winifred Mary Letts
- Алексей Толстой – Прогулка с подругой жизни
- Loneliness poem – John Betjeman poems
- Владимир Маяковский – В начале настоящего года у нас было 3833 здоровых паровоза… (РОСТА №776)
- Алексей Ржевский – Сонет, три разные системы заключающий
- The Mountain Crumbles by Rashmi
- Алексей Толстой – Пусть тот, чья честь не без укора
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Предостережение
- Владимир Маяковский – Со страхом и трепетом открывали газету… (РОСТА №705)
- Михаил Кузмин – Живется нам не плохо
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).
