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
- Омар Хайям – Из допущенных в рай и повергнутых в ад
- Владимир Высоцкий – У нас вчера с позавчера
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning by Vachel Lindsay
- EVENING… by R.M. Engelhardt
- gem_immortality.html
- An Inion poem – by Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- O Daedalus, Fly Away Home by Robert Hayden
- Be’mi’ster by William Barnes
- Robert Burns: Young Peggy Blooms:
- Виталий Ревякин – Самарский край
- un-chien-andalou-an-andalusian-dog.html
- If Truth in Hearts That Perish poem – A. E. Housman
- Poetry And Politics
- Омар Хайям – Египет, Рим, Китай держи ты под пятой
- Николай Заболоцкий – Противостояние Марса
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).
