Like a little boy,
Waiting to un-wrap his gift,
I feel when you call for me
Like a proud eagle,
Soaring in the endless sky,
I feel when you hold me
Like an emperor,
Alexander and Caesar would envy,
I feel when you embrace me
Like a God,
In need of nothing,
I feel when you love me
Summon me,
And let me celebrate
Hold me,
And let me flaunt my wings
Embrace me,
And let Zeus be enraged with jealousy
Love me,
And give birth to another God
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Waking up on a rainy morning by Preeth Nambiar
- The Modern Lyricist As Poet
- Gethsemane by Rudyard Kipling
- Шекспир – Мои глаза в тебя не влюблены – Сонет 141
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- Li Po, the moon and me by Raj Arumugam
- Robert Burns: Tam O’ Shanter: A Tale
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 58. Farewell! – But Whenever You Welcome the Hour. Томас Мур.
- Body Script by Satish Verma
- Sonnet CXI: O, for my sake do you with Fortune chide by William Shakespeare
- Sonnet L by William Shakespeare
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 103. The Mountain Spite. Томас Мур.
- Lines on the Fall of Fyers by Robert Burns
- Омар Хайям – Что я дружу с вином, не отрицаю, нет
- A Winter Ship by Sylvia Plath
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).
