Now when you have landed in his arms
I envy him not my love
A nightingale’s faded song still
echoes in my heart
that the bird has untied the knot.
I like a gloomy farmer stare the sky
and see the dispersing clouds of hope.
I stand mute like a singer
whose strings of lyre are broken
and melody is lost in the inner tempest.
as you sleep in the lap of my rival
I see you but envy thee not nor him.
You, like the daughter of Eve
tasted the forbidden fruit first
But I am also a son of Adam
I will not betray thee .
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Николай Карамзин – Из письма к И. И. Дмитриеву (Но что же скажем мы о времени прошедшем)
- I’m Out O’ Door by William Barnes
- Statistic by Shivam Pandya
- Treat Well Your Wife by William Barnes
- Thisbes Song
- Boo to Buddha poem – Aleister Crowley poems | Poetry Monster
- Николай Гербель – На смерть воробья
- The Queen’s Men by Rudyard Kipling
- Stravinsky’s Three Pieces poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Олег Бундур – Вечером
- Robert Burns: Address To A Haggis:
- Rural Reflections
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 85. Oh For the Swords of Former Time. Томас Мур.
- Владимир Луговской – Капитанский штиль
- Gerontion by T. S. Eliot
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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).
