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
- One Being Brought From Africa To America by Phillis Wheatley
- Bishop’s Caundle by William Barnes
- Vanity Fair by Sylvia Plath
- When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня про белого слона
- Waking poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Иван Дмитриев – Сверчки
- Владимир Британишский – Читая Ремарка
- Как просто было в юности
- A Little Song poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Омар Хайям – Мы влюбчивая голь, здесь нету мусульман
- Lonely Poets by Ndue Ukaj
- Владимир Костров – Выходец из волости лесистой
- Proud Music of The Storm by Walt Whitman
- Вера Павлова – Время уступать место
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).
