Do they bleed my red roses? sooner they may part-off from my heart. A Dusky bee as i spare this time, Lonely across this silence’s prophecy. O’ here with charmless petals, Once seen as ribbon ed red smiles; But spirited charm wilt shrinking, Seems very mute sorrow they are; But perpetual pleasure never hide from your lips abroad, Nor you shall reply me fearless,Smile once! And as your souls refinement, Never you match them with any ugly faults. As long as you hang in your eternal grip, You shall shine aloft my silver core. Nithin purple
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Иван Бунин – Никогда вы не воскреснете, не встанете
- The Voice by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Ель и берёза
- Thinking For Berky by William Stafford
- A King’s Soliloquy [On the Night of His Funeral] by Thomas Hardy
- The Lighted Window by Sara Teasdale
- Our March by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- On His Grotto at Twickenham poem – Alexander Pope
- A Soldier’s Reprieve by William Topaz McGonagall
- Ольга Седакова – Только время доходит сюда
- Glacier poem – Yuyutsu Sharma poems | Poetry Monster
- Sonnet XVI. To Kosciusko poem – John Keats poems
- Presences by William Butler Yeats
- Lord Gregory: A Ballad by Robert Burns
- Live for the moment, be in the present by Ramesh V Deshpande
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