from where they have been raised high,
a tremor in Nepal across the Himalayas
my body has a new soul,
it sings to the rubble and henceforth
I can only rise to the sky
would it be nimbostratus cloud
so in the gaping only
I will look at the eternity
and what will fan my wings
over the Bay of Bengal
perhaps, I will burn back
this span of life.
Rise me from where
I must fall to the rich tributaries
of my land,
only then I will seek
no revenge, no remorse
only then I will be born
in the form speaking through
the dialect of soul.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- In Adoration by Sappho
- Authorship by Rabindranath Tagore
- Your choice by Mrunmayi Mandan
- I Love My Rat
- The dawn by Sukumaran Devarajan
- England’s Answer by Rudyard Kipling
- In Honour Of St. Alphonsus Rodriguez poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Epitaph on William Muir by Robert Burns
- Helen all Alone by Rudyard Kipling
- The Wanderer by Sara Teasdale
- Ode On The Pleasure Arising From Vicissitude by Thomas Gray
- I don’t want to have you by Vinko Kalinic
- Couplet 10 poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- To Him that was Crucified. by Walt Whitman
- The Caged Skylark poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
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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).
