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
- Анатолий Жигулин – Береза
- Unphrasing by Satish Verma
- Old Tom Again by William Butler Yeats
- Epitaph On Johnson by William Cowper
- Eight O’Clock by Sara Teasdale
- Вера Павлова – Покамест я всем детям тётя
- Владимир Высоцкий – Свадебная
- Lifetime Of Death by Steve Sant
- The Weepen Leady by William Barnes
- Ольга Седакова – Вечерняя песня
- Олег Сердобольский – Кузнечик
- Farewell (II) by Wang Wei
- I Entreat You, Alfred Tennyson by Walter Savage Landor
- Николай Заболоцкий – Смерть врача
- Acknowledgment. by Sidney Lanier
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).
