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
- Олег Бундур – Добрый день
- Владимир Высоцкий – Оплавляются свечи на старинный паркет
- The Rape of the Lock: Canto 4 poem – Alexander Pope
- A Dialogue Of Self And Soul by William Butler Yeats
- Have Lost You
- A Wandering Knight by Rixa White
- one_almost_might.html
- When I live with fancy’ by Nithin Purple
- Sonnet CXXV by William Shakespeare
- Jerusalem by Yehuda Amichai
- The Taxi poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Dialogue, Between the Resolved Soul, And Created Pleasure poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Acrostic : Georgiana Augusta Keats poem – John Keats poems
- To the Pay Toilet by Marge Piercy
- Ольга Ермолаева – Псевдоготика для русских романтических сердец
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).
