Each day
My impure god and I
Wake to light and walk alongside.
Each night
My impure god and I
Walk the dark under a starless sky.
Everything is so clear.
So, where’s the need to be pure?
And yet
Many a day and night
We wear our hearts inside out
Searching within
The dark impure night of the soul—
My impure god and I—
For what we both know not
My impure god and I.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Валерий Брюсов – К.А. Коровину (Душа твоя, быть может, ослепительней)
- The Innocence by Robert Creeley
- Patience poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Языков – Сказка о пастухе и диком вепре
- Nay Not To Night
- Battle Salamis
- Song—The Highland Balou by Robert Burns
- Николай Языков – Вот яблоки так яблоки, на славу
- Sestina Otiosa by Sir Walter Raleigh
- The Gardener LI: Then Finish the Last Song by Rabindranath Tagore
- A Farewell poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Ольга Седакова – Ни темной старины заветные преданья
- Song—Beware o’ Bonie Ann by Robert Burns
- Sonnet 64: When I have seen by Time’s fell hand defaced by William Shakespeare
- Trendy Madness In Fashion Meccas
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).
