We have left Gul Kach behind us,
Are marching on Apozai,–
Where pleasure and rest are waiting
To welcome us by and by.
We’re falling back from the Gomal,
Across the Gir-dao plain,
The camping ground is deserted,
We’ll never come back again.
Along the rocks and the defiles,
The mules and the camels wind.
Good-bye to Rahimut-Ullah,
The man who is left behind.
For some we lost in the skirmish,
And some were killed in the fight,
But he was captured by fever,
In the sentry pit, at night.
A rifle shot had been swifter,
Less trouble a sabre thrust,
But his Fate decided fever,
And each man dies as he must.
Behind us, red in the distance.
The wavering flames rise high,
The flames of our burning grass-huts,
Against the black of the sky.
We hear the sound of the river,
An ever-lessening moan,
The hearts of us all turn backwards
To where he is left alone.
We sing up a little louder,
We know that we feel bereft,
We’re leaving the camp together,
And only one of us left.
The only one, out of many,
And each must come to his end,
I wish I could stop this singing,
He happened to be my friend.
We’re falling back from the Gomal
We’re marching on Apozai,
And pleasure and rest are waiting
To welcome us by and by.
Perhaps the feast will taste bitter,
The lips of the girls less kind,–
Because of Rahimut-Ullah,
The man who is left behind!
A few random poems:
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 02 – part 01 by Torquato Tasso
- On the Danger of Procrastination by Abraham Cowley
- I Come Home Wanting To Touch Everyone by Stephen Dunn
- Extempore on some commemorations of Thomson by Robert Burns
- Robert Burns: The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John:
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Затмение
- The Storm
- At Sea by Sara Teasdale
- The Dreadful Has Already Happened by Mark Strand
- Chloris in the Snow by William Strode
- Hauntings by Rupert Brooke
- Василий Тредиаковский – Мое сердце все было в страсти
- Lines to Sir John Whitefoord, Bart by Robert Burns
- The Disquieting Muses by Sylvia Plath
- Валерий Брюсов – Инкогнито
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
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Evasion. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- 10 Valentine’s Day Scrapbooking Ideas With or Without Photos
- The Poetical Works of Tiruloka Sitaram With Translation and Notes – Part II
- Learn Numbers With Fun Counting Rhymes For Kids
- African Artists’ Painting Inspiration
- Self-Care for Creative Artists: 10 Reasons To Care About It
- Creativity Tool – The Five Senses
- Love, Romance, Relationship: Some Poetic Scenes!
- Whisper of the Star
- Comments: How to Write a Critical Appreciation of a Poem
- One Great Christmas Verse, Three Incomparable Gifts
- Reviewing When We Were Slugs!
- Breathing Stars, Inspiration and the Labyrinth of Correspondence
- Grow Up: Time to Give Up Your YA Books
- Writing Science Poetry
- In These Present Times How Worried Should We Be?
- 5 Top Sources of Inspiration That Will Help You Become a Successful Entrepreneur
- How to Write Creative Non-fiction
- Creative Writing For Stress Relief
- Publishing Poetry – How To Locate The Best Markets Where You Can See Your Poems In Print
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
Violet Nicolson ( 1865 – 1904); otherwise known as Adela Florence Nicolson (née Cory), was an English poetess who wrote under the pseudonym of Laurence Hope, however she became known as Violet Nicolson. In the early 1900s, she became a best-selling author. She committed suicide and is buried in Madras, now Chennai, India.