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
- The First Part: Sonnet 2 – I know that all beneath the moon decays by William Drummond
- NO SE VIVIR ASI by victoria luisa mora paoli
- O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman
- Untitled VIII by Yunus Emre
- Ghosts by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Flight by Rupert Brooke
- Dedication To M… by Rainer Maria Rilke
- In The Month When Sings The Cuckoo poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Высоцкий – Не дыми, голова трещит
- White Horses by Rudyard Kipling
- Sonnet LXV by William Shakespeare
- Before The Law by Michael Major
- The Benefactors Of The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- Aftershock by William Marr
- Early Love
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).
