O rose beyond the reach of time and of the senses
O kiss enveloped in the scarves of all the winds
surprise me with one dream
that my madness will recoil from you
Recoiling from you
In order to approach you
I discovered time
Approaching you
in order to recoil form you
I discovered my senses
Between approach and recoil
there is a stone the size of a dream
It does not approach
It does not recoil
You are my country
A stone is not what I am
therefor I do not like to face the sky
not do I die level with the ground
but I am a stranger, always a stranger
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Nimrod in September by Siegfried Sassoon
- Address to the Toothache by Robert Burns
- For A Fatherless Son by Sylvia Plath
- Альфред де Мюссе – Вспомни обо мне
- Омар Хайям – Дай мне влаги хмельной, укрепляющей дух
- If I To You But Sorry Bring poem – Alfred Austin
- Galahad In The Castle Of The Maidens by Sara Teasdale
- Delinquency by Satish Verma
- I am only the house of your beloved by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Easter Morning poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
- Nightmare: A Tale for an Autumn Evening poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Федор Сологуб – Лесная тропа
- Gamajun, the Prophetic Bird poem – Aleksandr Blok poems | Poetry Monster
- Ballade Of The Dream poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Николай Заболоцкий – Воздушное путешествие
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).