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
- Ballade Of His Books poem – Andrew Lang poems
- the-infernal-regions.html
- Николай Заболоцкий – Человек в воде
- The Song of My Heart by Olawuyi Mutiu
- Омар Хайям – Когда фиалки льют благоуханье
- Аля Кудряшева – Молитва
- The Café Filtre by Paul Blackburn
- Владимир Высоцкий – Наводчица
- An Abandoned Factory, Detroit by Philip Levine
- Love In Autumn by Sara Teasdale
- Golden Eangle
- cats.html
- Does Our Spirit Fly Away by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Minnie and Winnie poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Sitting Beside The Very Street by Nijole Miliauskaite
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).
