I give up my eyes which are glass eggs.
I give up my tongue.
I give up my mouth which is the contstant dream of my tongue.
I give up my throat which is the sleeve of my voice.
I give up my heart which is a burning apple.
I give up my lungs which are trees that have never seen the moon.
I give up my smell which is that of a stone traveling through rain.
I give up my hands which are ten wishes.
I give up my arms which have wanted to leave me anyway.
I give up my legs which are lovers only at night.
I give up my buttocks which are the moons of childhood.
I give up my penis which whispers encouragement to my thighs.
I give up my clothes which are walls that blow in the wind
and I give up the ghost that lives in them.
I give up. I give up.
And you will have none of it because already I am beginning
again without anything.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Василий Курочкин – Мчит меня в твои объятья
- Academic Graffiti by W H Auden
- Not To Keep by Robert Frost
- Blue Roses by Rudyard Kipling
- Василий Тредиаковский – Мое сердце все было в страсти
- Pride and Fury by Mahmoud Darwish
- Нина Воронель – Неровен час
- Straw in the Street poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Алексей Жемчужников – Забудь их шумное волненье
- I Strove with None by Walter Savage Landor
- The Amaranth by Vachel Lindsay
- Robert Burns: The Charming Month Of May:
- Robert Burns: Lines On The Commemoration Of Rodney’s Victory:
- As With A Senryu S Hardening Ridge
- The Leaders Of The Crowd by William Butler Yeats
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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).
