by Alina Ahmed
I was always fascinated by the pleasure of pain,
Never understood the jealously of love,
I was always intensified by the moon light,
But always hated the sunlight,
I didn’t knew the power of evoke-ness,
Rather discriminated in the passion of socialness,
And was all taken by just a silence-ness.
One day I understood the pleasure of love,
That it was sacrificed the jealousy of pain,
The light was important not that where it came from,
Nor the moon neither the sun,
It just gave the way that was just his way of affection,
The passion of evoke-ness was satisfactory,
In spite the power of socialness,
And was all understood by a sense of silence-ness.
Love n pain were kinda truth,
But light was kinda swift,
Power was necessary,
But passion was the need,
Came into being was a thought of changing the dream,
Life gave me a chance again to cum along where everyone was in scream,
Where pain became their passion and power became their silence-ness.
Alina Ahmed
Copyright ©:
ALINA AHMED. 8th of May.
A few random poems:
- The Moon is a Painter by Vachel Lindsay
- Юрий Левитанский – Что я знаю про стороны света
- The Haunted House by Thomas Hood
- At Vaucluse poem – Alfred Austin
- Be With Those Who Help Your Being by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- If Truth in Hearts That Perish poem – A. E. Housman
- Before the Altar poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- House For Sale by Vinita Agrawal
- Robert Burns: Bonie Peg-a-Ramsay:
- good bye, my sweet angel by Raj Arumugam
- The Lute Player Of Casa Blanca
- Abd el-Hadi Fights a Superpower by Taha Muhammad Ali
- Hannibal by Robert Frost
- Gubbinal by Wallace Stevens
- Top 5 Furniture Buying Tactics For the Best Purchase
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
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 121. Sad Hesper o’er the buried sun poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 11. Calm is the morn without a sound poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 118. Contemplate all this work of Tim poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam A. H. H.: 105. To-night ungather’d let us leave poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam 82: I Wage Not Any Feud With Death poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam 3: O Sorrow, Cruel Fellowship poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam 16: I envy not in any moods poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In Memoriam 131: O Living Will That Shalt Endure poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Idylls of the King: The Passing of Arthur (excerpt) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Idylls of the King: The Marriage of Geraint poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Idylls of the King: The Last Tournament (excerpt) poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Idylls Of The King: Song From The Marriage Of Geraint poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- How Thought You That This Thing Could Captivate? poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Home They Brought Her Warrior Dead poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Hendecasyllabics poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Guinevere poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Gareth And Lynette poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Fatima | Best Love Poems
- Enoch Arden poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Duet poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
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
