Can I conpare with you, The Mighty One?
No! Not even in dreams I have that luck!
I am a spark; you are no doubt the sun;
I have to say when sadly roses I pluck.
And in my mind I surely search with care
And find these words ashamed for lack of more:
Who made your heart, your soul, your mind, and where?
I say it loud until my throat is sore.
I read, and read; yes, read for many years
Thought I had seen it all to my eyes` core.
Then I discovered you and said with tears,
“Forgive my talents poor, Immortal Door!
Here Shakespeare comes, and Dante and Milton cry.
Some tears from William Blake; He`s not that high.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Владимир Британишский – Единственный шаман, которого я видел
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Бивак
- Владимир Высоцкий – Иноходец
- Complete Destruction by William Carlos Williams
- An Arab Shepherd Is Searching For His Goat On Mount Zion by Yehuda Amichai
- Sonnet 125: Were’t aught to me I bore the canopy by William Shakespeare
- Dica by Sappho
- Lady Lazarus by Sylvia Plath
- Омар Хайям – Лучше локон любимой, лаская, схватить
- On Your Midnight Pallet Lying poem – A. E. Housman
- Astrophel and Stella: LXIV by Sir Philip Sidney
- Robert Burns: Here’s His Health In Water :
- Robert Burns: The Wounded Hare:
- Николай Языков – Прими ты мой поклон заздравный
- Summer We Called Home by Vinita Agrawal
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).
