Since my psyche has languished and unwilling rhythm; The cryptic confession that my brain do bear.you gaze in your suborn power, by your mate-less vision.To me your alarm is higher; your doubtless mild mission! When you lead my soul in higher and do i fade through those tress, With the murmuring leaves of guest less pleasure, deep dwelt of dreary birds, And above, above i will fly, to seek the immortal gate of perceptional pleasure! .with a golden sum of sun ray, i will convey my lord my will of treasure!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- The Lover Pleads With His Friend For Old Friends by William Butler Yeats
- Валерий Брюсов – Гесперидовы сады
- On A Celebrated Event In Ancient History by William Wordsworth
- REGENERATING by Satish Verma
- The Sanctuary by Sara Teasdale
- The Horn Of Egremont Castle by William Wordsworth
- Looking Fire
- A man who set his journey back to time by Preeth Nambiar
- The Burial Of Moliere poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Письмо из Ленинграда
- Samson Agonistes poem – John Milton poems
- The Silent Battle by Sara Teasdale
- Константин Бальмонт – На вершине
- Stones
- At His Grave poem – Alfred Austin
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).
