O mother, O Merry.. take me along, make me pure soul,
And drop me back on earth, to roam and ferry,
Raise your hand for blessing; let the divine ray flashing,
Make me angel of peace, gim’me solace to carry,
I wanna follow the Jesus; I wanna be his fetus,
Lock me up in stars, and solve my query,
How to be so kind? How to keep heart unwind,
How to convey the people, Be Happy! Be Merry
When distress is rolling, when problems are trolling,
Make me feel you inside, and keep off those wary,
When my legs begin to lurch, I make my way to church,
Its X-MAS again, forget all pain, and enjoy the sherry
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Ода революции
- The Land Of Happy by Shel Silverstein
- Юргис Балтрушайтис – Нарядно выстлав дол, взбегая на холмы
- Sonet 51 by William Alexander
- November 1968
- 1914 V: The Soldier by Rupert Brooke
- Morning Poem #43 by Wanda Phipps
- Untitled XVII by Yunus Emre
- Dublinesque by Philip Larkin
- Sinfonia Eroica poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- When I heard at the Close of the Day. by Walt Whitman
- Ольга Седакова – Элегия осенней воды
- Lamp Of Love by Rabindranath Tagore
- The Rape of the Lock: Canto 3 poem – Alexander Pope
- The Hyaenas by Rudyard Kipling
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).
