by Akshay Raja
Rolling back on a dusty road
Hoping you know my name, my word
That lasts a day or year or so
Shed my days, with joy you know!
Hoping you’re my guest a day
A spot we fixed, and panics to stay
Still thoughts lurk growing too far
Our memories may grow and ever may last!
Showed my heart the days i love
Chanting your names, that all you know
Having my past with the days i love
Bonding with friendship along it’ll grow!
Sweetest of days, i count my past
The days that grow and ever will last
That casts a shadow down my vine
Browns and blacks now down my spine!
Loved the windy days we had
With love i turn my days aback
Still my heart aches, to count the past
Coz, it’s filled up with memories to last!
Still countless days for me to dream
The shadows you cast, now clears my way
Leaving my thoughts for a tree to spurt
I count my past in years and days!
Akshay Raja
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Akshay Raja
A few random poems:
- Boo to Buddha poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Sunset And Sunrise (Translated From Owen) by William Cowper
- In The Arc Of Your Mallet by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Kinu Goala’s Alley – English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Conclusion by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Алексей Жемчужников – Уже давно иду я, утомленный
- Шекспир – День без тебя казался ночью – Сонет 43
- Владимир Высоцкий – Вот раньше жизнь
- Devotion by Robert Frost
- The Jacket by Rudyard Kipling
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
- Ольга Берггольц – Ответ
- Николай Гумилев – За часом час бежит и падает во тьму
- Heart of God by Vachel Lindsay
- Robert Burns: Ode, Sacred To The Memory Of Mrs. Oswald Of Auchencruive:
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
- Robert Burns: Scroggam, My Dearie:
- Robert Burns: When She Cam’ Ben She Bobbed :
- Robert Burns: The Weary Pund O’ Tow:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Fergusson, The Poet :
- Robert Burns: I do Confess Thou Art Sae Fair: Alteration of an Old Poem.
- Robert Burns: My Native Land Sae Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: Thou Gloomy December :
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat, Arrive:
- Robert Burns: Ae Fond Kiss, And Then We Sever:
- Robert Burns: O May, Thy Morn:
- Robert Burns: A Grace After Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: A Grace Before Dinner, Extempore:
- Robert Burns: The Keekin’-Glass:
- Robert Burns: Divine Service In The Kirk Of Lamington:
- Robert Burns: The Toadeater:
- Robert Burns: Poem On Sensibility:
- Robert Burns: The Song Of Death: Scene-A Field of Battle. Time of the day-evening. The wounded and dying of the victorious army are supposed to join in the following song.
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To Robert Graham, ESQ., Of Fintry:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Maxwell, ESQ., Of Terraughty : On His Birthday.
- Robert Burns: O Kenmure’s On And Awa, Willie:
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)
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Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
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The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
