If Ruth,a king like guest in we well move,
In fact do guide we,this green wide globe,
This comrade godly he,and tell him prove
A stranger he,who captures bleak and doom
His arms do comfort depress and regrets
If truth is true,and mercy heart each bloom
Dear soul,you golden leaf from heaven’s art,
And pour you bliss to whom who seek full sense
Yet gloom is man,how heavy his mind cart.
How Fair your Shelter, which exclude sorrow,
You sore in pain,and supplies endless spring,
Inspirit’s my world with joyous,tender shadow
Compassion you for life,you melt in each dream-
Of trouble and save us my father do.
Nithin Purple
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Василий Тредиаковский – В белости ее румяной
- Goodbye by Robert Creeley
- Face To Face by Rabindranath Tagore
- Whatif by Shel Silverstein
- Ploughing the land by Yosa Buson
- At the Kitslano Beach by Mike Yuan
- Upside Down
- Николай Гербель – Бокал
- Coming to Terms by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Under The Blue Skies… poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Николай Гумилев – Юдифь
- Yours & Mine poem – Alice Fulton poems | Poetry Monster
- A Watch-String by William Strode
- Best Friend by Nicole M Nugent
- Faith by John Oxenham
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