by Alina Ahmed
Aura gets so much of happiness,
Yet a men mind turns out for greediness,
He wants more of socialness’,
But forgets that he is yet to learn that civilness.
He roams in search of true friends
But doesn’t even care if his parents are to an end,
He claims he is right in front of all,
But cries in a corner of a wall.
Never feels guilty,
But doesn’t tend to feel worthy,
Instead enjoys every night of horror,
Blames god for his deed,
But pity’s himself for making a wrong weed.
His fake smile never fades,
And neither do his aids,
But when he will understand everything happens for a reason,
And that’s why he’s is born as gods son,
When he will understand that life is not a punishment,
It’s just a seed that needs nourishment,
When will he understand no matter how far he searches?
He will end up going in god’s churches,
May be after that his mind finds happiness and his aura get satisfaction,
May b then he will understand why people fail life as motivation,
May b then his life will end up as
Inspiration..
Copyright ©:
Alina Ahmed
A few random poems:
- Юлия Друнина – Я ушла из детства в грязную теплушку
- Валерий Брюсов – К Пасифае. Сонет
- Prayer Artemis
- The Rose Of The World by William Butler Yeats
- Sonnet 66: Tired with all these, for restful death I cry by William Shakespeare
- First Look at Mom by Nikhil Jain
- The Watchman
- Oh, see how thick the goldcup flowers poem – A. E. Housman
- Владимир Высоцкий – Старательская
- The Idle Shepherd Boys by William Wordsworth
- France, the 18th year of These States. by Walt Whitman
- Ольга Повещенко – Фотограф смотрит в объектив
- In The Metropolitan Museum by Sara Teasdale
- King Arthur’s Men Have Come Again by Vachel Lindsay
- The Tree by Sara Teasdale
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
- Why England Is Conservative poem – Alfred Austin
- Who Would Not Die For England! poem – Alfred Austin
- “When the reaper lays the sickle by ” poem – Alfred Austin
- When Runnels Began To Leap And Sing poem – Alfred Austin
- ” When in the long–drawn avenues of Thought” poem – Alfred Austin
- “What ails you, Ocean, that nor near nor far” poem – Alfred Austin
- “`Were I a Poet, I would dwell” poem – Alfred Austin
- Since We Must Die poem – Alfred Austin
- Wardens Of The Wave poem – Alfred Austin
- To The Autumn Wind poem – Alfred Austin
- To Robert Louis Stevenson poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ireland poem – Alfred Austin
- To England poem – Alfred Austin
- To Ellen Terry poem – Alfred Austin
- To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! poem – Alfred Austin
- To Arms! (II) poem – Alfred Austin
- To Alfred Tennyson poem – Alfred Austin
- “‘Tis because, though in dusky bower” poem – Alfred Austin
- Time’s Weariness poem – Alfred Austin
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
