With tears on his face you can have child,
No hands to clean the sadness of his life;
His hardship, suffering in pain quite wild
For his heart`s and mind`s strife through eyes a knife.
You can have a girl in hate with her dreams
Which have become the color of her skin.
Then through her mouth blood when she sadly screams
Wich without mercy seems much like a din.
You can have things in horror out of word;
Still quite small with the sadness of my brain.
I have in my blood a cut throat- eyeless bird.
No firmament to calm my thirst has rain.
I suffer and call my thick tears, “Yes ma`am!”
The pain the wind does slam with hate I am!
End of the poem
15 random poems
- A Lament For Adonis by Sappho
- Culver Dell And The Squire by William Barnes
- The Gardener XLV: To the Guests by Rabindranath Tagore
- Glory To God Alone by William Cowper
- The Wind At The Door by William Barnes
- Love Preparing to Fly poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Untitled III by Yunus Emre
- Reproof: A Satire. by Tobias Smollett
- “Brook! Whose Society The Poet Seeks” by William Wordsworth
- “Why should I, from this long and losing strife ” poem – Alfred Austin
- The Birch-Tree at Loschwitz poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песенка лягушонка Джимми и ящерки Билли
- Robert Burns: Poem On Pastoral Poetry :
- Николай Огарев – Она никогда его не любила
- The Benefactors Of The Little Box by Vasko Popa
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).
