On the day when my words
were earth…
I was a friend to stalks of wheat.
On the day when my words
were wrath
I was a friend to chains.
On the day when my words
were stones
I was a friend to streams.
On the day when my words
were a rebellion
I was a friend to earthquakes.
On the day when my words
were bitter apples
I was a friend to the optimist.
But when my words became
honey…
flies covered
my lips!…
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Rile Me Up! by Michael D Wentworth
- Иван Дмитриев – Старик и трое молодых
- Blame by Raj Napal
- Avenging and Bright by Thomas Moore
- Sonnet 27: Weary with toil, I haste me to my bed by William Shakespeare
- Алексей Ржевский – Прости, Москва
- Thoughts in a Garden poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- dear owl, forlorn like King Lear by Raj Arumugam
- Listening poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Корнилов – Репертуар
- If Only by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Ольга Берггольц – Твоя молодость
- Unlyric Love Song
- Apostroph. by Walt Whitman
- Rhyme by the Bog by Robby Charters
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).
