For reasons many I the world do call
To come as one to turn pain, tears to mirth,
And like a seed in blessings huge though small
Step by step lat us fill with smiles the earth.
Why do we flowers with good eyes caress?
And even snakes find some who love them dear.
My deep tears through my mouth I do express.
Look at your mate; nothing on earth comes near.
The milk we drink from cows can give us health.
A golden ring to fingers the sky blue,
But nothing has my friend indeed more wealth
Tham,yes, a humna soul; your mind review.
In fact of those who have felt pain a cry
I want the world with its distress god-bye.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Валерий Брюсов – Грустный вечер
- Mystic by Sylvia Plath
- Streets Of Teal by Vaishnavi Prakash
- Last News About The Little Box by Vasko Popa
- Epistle to John Maxwell, Esq., of Terraughty by Robert Burns
- Владимир Высоцкий – Корабли постоят, и ложатся на курс
- Владимир Набоков – К Родине
- Иван Дмитриев – Шарлатан
- Twins by Vinko Kalinić
- Second Epistle to Davie by Robert Burns
- sea_salt_a_villanelle.html
- you say you love the earth by Raj Arumugam
- Double Ballade Of Primitive Man poem – Andrew Lang poems
- Unloved, unmoved by Maria Jastine Golo
- Иван Барков – Выбор
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).
