Am I deceiving my hopes when poems I write?
And when I think I could indeed be great?
Is not this false for my mind maybe not bright?
I`m calling my heart not to agitate!
So, you, please; read these lines and tell with truth:
The poet`s truthful to his curious eyes.
A smile says much about a person`s youth.
Is there in my mind learning that high flies?
You are the reader; tell in honesty;
I don`t have hands that write from a great mind.
But if you see some words in hormony,
Tell me I`m blind; my poem`s in wisdom kind.
Yes, mirth with me, I do knowledge revere.
But I turn sad if I don`t see me a seer.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Dialogue En Route by Sylvia Plath
- Михаил Лермонтов – Весна
- Владимир Маяковский – Никчемное самоутешение
- The Eve Of Saint Mark. A Fragment poem – John Keats poems
- Иван Козлов – Умирающая Эрменгарда
- Михаил Лермонтов – Бартеневой
- The Given Heart
- The Man Who Dreamed Of Faeryland by William Butler Yeats
- Ольга Берггольц – Беатриче (строгая любовь)
- Winter Apples by Tatiana Gusarova, translated by Fledermaus
- Ulster by Rudyard Kipling
- Angels by Russell Edson
- Владимир Маяковский – Реклама, 1928
- Attitude To A Miss by Vladimir Mayakovsky
- time by tulip
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).
