by Akshay Raja
The morning glow shines a day,
That’s still hard, still far away,
With thousands of hands, trying to reach
New words, the day will preach,
Of mighty words, almighty blows
Of the splendor, thee world shows
With the savior in us says it all
Listen! The RAIN will fall!
listen, the birds chants hymns
Chirps, but still rhymes
For it comes with a good deed!
The songs, just tell us heed
Of the innocent days we were to jump;
Run and play, don’t worry about bumps
For the joy in us says it all,
Play! The RAIN will fall!
See the drop on a whirly rose
Tranquil, pure yet another chose,
To cut off for his shine
Granted it doesn’t whine
Just stays a day more and makes us smile
Feel so short, but lives a mile
Still the smile it bore say it all,
Give! The RAIN will fall!
A small seed spurts, grows long and tall
It grows till the heaven above all;
It gave us shine, fruit and life
But man’s mind-the biggest knife,
Cut it down till the end of bark
It’s chopped, burned doesn’t bark,
Back it spurts and grows for all
Forgive! [For give] The RAIN will fall!
Friends just another small work… it just says a fact tht if we do something good it will rain good…
Here the word rain is referred to rain [written in caps-RAIN], getting lots of good things in life, and reign of darkness, evil and so on… so don’t be confused!
Akshay Raja
Copyright ©:
Akshay Raja
A few random poems:
- Владимир Солоухин – Ветер
- We Two Boys Together Clinging. by Walt Whitman
- Владимир Костров – Не трогайте жанр
- If Only by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Нинель Эпатова – Настя с мамою в лесочке
- Acrostic : Georgiana Augusta Keats poem – John Keats poems
- Letter to my father by Preeth Nambiar
- Mammary Tunes by Mark R Slaughter
- Passing Breeze by Rabindranath Tagore
- In Me, Past, Present, Future meet by Siegfried Sassoon
- Epitaph in a Church-Yard in Charleston, South Carolina poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Британишский – Сравнения
- Cleared by Rudyard Kipling
- Let me draw your face by St Antoine de la Vuadi
- Владимир Британишский – Калмыцкое побережье Каспия
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For James Smith:
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper:
- Robert Burns: To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough:
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Robert Burns: Farewell To Ballochmyle:
- Robert Burns: Young Peggy Blooms:
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle to Davie: A Brother Poet
- Robert Burns: Masonic Song:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Toothache:
- Robert Burns: Farewell Song To The Banks Of Ayr: “I composed this song as I conveyed my chest so far on my road to Greenock, where I was to embark in a few days for Jamaica. I meant it as my farewell dirge to my native land.”-R. B.
- Robert Burns: O Thou Dread Power: Lying at a reverend friend’s house one night, the author left the following verses in the room where he slept:-
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Rough Roads:
- Robert Burns: Fragment Of Song:
- Robert Burns: The Brigs Of Ayr: Inscribed to John Ballantine, Esq., Ayr.
- Robert Burns: Reply To A Trimming Epistle Received From A Tailor:
- Robert Burns: Willie Chalmers: Mr. Chalmers, a gentleman in Ayrshire, a particular friend of mine, asked me to write a poetic epistle to a young lady, his Dulcinea. I had seen her, but was scarcely acquainted with her, and wrote as follows:-
- Robert Burns: Nature’s Law – A Poem: Humbly inscribed to Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
- Robert Burns: The Calf: To the Rev. James Steven, on his text, Malachi, ch. iv. vers. 2. “And ye shall go forth, and grow up, as Calves of the stall.”
- Robert Burns: Thomson’s Edward and Eleanora.:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
