On The High Pedestal
by Shahida Latif
When I unfurl, unfold my wings,
For the new flight and fresh trip,
I remember you by recollecting
Memories of the past.
Drops of tears like lamps
Begin to hang on the lashes,
The colourful stars begin to glimmer
On the hems of my dress.
I feel the ravened sky looking at me
With the smile of a saint, as if
God begins to lay, spread new tracks,
And I trespass the boundaries
Of self-control to cover the distances long,
With fresh zeal, laden with unseen trials,
But I see you standing there in front,
On the high pedestal of the destination
Awaiting and beckoning me to embrace.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Maudlin by Sylvia Plath
- Владимир Костров – В керосиновой лампе
- Ок Мельникова – Птицей
- Bereavement by William Lisle Bowles
- Константин Бальмонт – Если грустно тебе
- Bothwell Castle by William Wordsworth
- With his venom by Sappho
- A Recantation by Rudyard Kipling
- Love’s Wisdom poem – Alfred Austin
- The Jester by Rudyard Kipling
- Sonnet 21: So is it not with me as with that muse by William Shakespeare
- The Superannuated Lover by William Somervile
- Аля Кудряшева – Театр-весна
- Ольга Седакова – Когда говорю я: помилуй
- Федор Тютчев – А. Н. М.
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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