by Alexandra Gross
Do you know what it’s like
To be different? To never
Feel quite right with people?
To be in a crowd and yet utterly
Alone? To wish for someone
Who understands you completely,
And come to the realisation that
No such person exists?
I do.
Do you know what it’s likeTo be a freak? To have
Everyone who sees you either
Pity you, or hate you? To receive
Funny looks every day, every hour?
To have people question everything
You say or do?
I do.
Do you know what it’s like
To be unwanted? To know
That you don’t belong anywhere?
To know that you’re nobody’s favourite,
Nobody’s best friend?
To know that, when you’re with a person,
There’s always someone he or she would
Rather be with?
I do.
Do you know what it’s like to be normal?
To be in constant worry that someone
Won’t approve of what you do, or say?
To always need the right clothes, or
The right music on the right iPod?
To never know your real friend
From that person who just wants to
Have the social status of hanging out with
Somebody normal?
I don’t.And I sure as hell never want to find out.
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2012 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- Excerpt from “What’s O’Clock” poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- William Allingham – William Allingham
- NIGHT RAID by Satish Verma
- The Monastery Of Life by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Release by Marie Starr
- Angels by Russell Edson
- Владимир Маяковский – Никчемное самоутешение
- Fragment on Sensibility by Robert Burns
- Иван Барков – Выбор
- Sonnet CXI: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide by William Shakespeare
- Metamorphosis by Shaunna Harper
- Владимир Маяковский – Эй, товарищи! От сбора продналога… (Главполитпросвет №284)
- Владимир Набоков – К Родине
- Sonnet (X) : In the search of the physical immortality by Neelam Sinha
- To A Cricket by Michael McGovern
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: Epitaph For James Smith:
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper:
- Robert Burns: To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough:
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Robert Burns: Farewell To Ballochmyle:
- Robert Burns: Young Peggy Blooms:
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle to Davie: A Brother Poet
- Robert Burns: Masonic Song:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Toothache:
- Robert Burns: Farewell Song To The Banks Of Ayr: “I composed this song as I conveyed my chest so far on my road to Greenock, where I was to embark in a few days for Jamaica. I meant it as my farewell dirge to my native land.”-R. B.
- Robert Burns: O Thou Dread Power: Lying at a reverend friend’s house one night, the author left the following verses in the room where he slept:-
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Rough Roads:
- Robert Burns: Fragment Of Song:
- Robert Burns: The Brigs Of Ayr: Inscribed to John Ballantine, Esq., Ayr.
- Robert Burns: Reply To A Trimming Epistle Received From A Tailor:
- Robert Burns: Willie Chalmers: Mr. Chalmers, a gentleman in Ayrshire, a particular friend of mine, asked me to write a poetic epistle to a young lady, his Dulcinea. I had seen her, but was scarcely acquainted with her, and wrote as follows:-
- Robert Burns: Nature’s Law – A Poem: Humbly inscribed to Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
- Robert Burns: The Calf: To the Rev. James Steven, on his text, Malachi, ch. iv. vers. 2. “And ye shall go forth, and grow up, as Calves of the stall.”
- Robert Burns: Thomson’s Edward and Eleanora.:
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
