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
- Italy poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Changing Of The Seasons by Shel Silverstein
- Омар Хайям – Не горюй, что забудется имя твое
- Sonnet 21 poem – John Milton poems
- Little Of Me by Rabindranath Tagore
- The New Moon by Sara Teasdale
- Late, Late, So Late poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- In The Forest by Sarojini Naidu
- Олег Бундур – Чайковский
- Eclogue:–John An’ Thomas by William Barnes
- The Coin by Sara Teasdale
- The Lie by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Василий Лебедев-Кумач – Спортивный марш
- Hyperion. Book I poem – John Keats poems
- Silence by Riju Dave
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