by Alissia Lyons
The end of the world was dreary
And teary, and eerie and grey
As some did run to their loved ones,
Others did cry in dismay
They trampled, and wrestled and panicked
not knowing just what they should do
The people of Earth, they spent their last minutes
Wondering… before all their lives they saw through
If I had a last moment to live
I think I’d sit and wonder as well
How do you spend such a moment?
It’s human, it’s futile, death’s spell
As the ships descend through the atmosphere,
As the zombies, they leap from the earth
Tsunamis, eruptions, corruptions commandeer
And our lives are burned at the hearth
As bushfires roar across golden planes,
As disease stamps out our last breath,
As our own stupidity strikes finally again,
We contemplate, we internalise our own death
Copyright ©:
Alissia Lyons
A few random poems:
- Untitled IV by Yunus Emre
- Sonnet CXIV by William Shakespeare
- Olney Hymn 26: On Opening A Place For Social Prayer by William Cowper
- After Love by Sara Teasdale
- If Only
- Sixteen Dead Men by William Butler Yeats
- Now What Is Love by Sir Walter Raleigh
- A March Day in London poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- The Kiss — English Translation by Rabindranath Tagore
- Lune de Miel by T. S. Eliot
- Just Thinking by William Stafford
- 10 Valentine’s Day Scrapbooking Ideas With or Without Photos
- Spanish Banks
- The Silence In The Church
- Николай Гумилев – Когда спокойно так и равнодушно мы
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: The Winter It Is Past:
- Robert Burns: To Daunton Me:
- Robert Burns: Talk Of Him That’s Far Awa:
- Robert Burns: The Lad They Ca’Jumpin John:
- Robert Burns: Duncan Davison :
- Robert Burns: Hey, The Dusty Miller:
- Robert Burns: How Long And Dreary Is The Night :
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- Robert Burns: Raving Winds Around Her Blowing: I composed these verses on Miss Isabella M’Leod of Raza, alluding to her feelings on the death of her sister, and the still more melancholy death of her sister’s husband, the late Earl of Loudoun, who shot himself out of sheer heart-break at some mortifications he suffered, owing to the deranged state of his finances.-R.B., 1971.
- Robert Burns: My Hoggie:
- Robert Burns: Stay My Charmer:
- Robert Burns: M’Pherson’s Farewell:
- Robert Burns: To The Weavers Gin Ye Go:
- Robert Burns: I’m O’er Young To Marry Yet:
- Robert Burns: Clarinda, Mistress Of My Soul:
- Robert Burns: Go On, Sweet Bird, And Sooth My Care:
- Robert Burns: Love In The Guise Of Friendship:
- Robert Burns: Sylvander To Clarinda: Extempore Reply to Verses addressed to the Author by a Lady, under the signature of “Clarinda” and entitled, On Burns saying he ‘had nothing else to do.’
- Robert Burns: On The Death Of Robert Dundas, Esq., Of Arniston,: Late Lord President of the Court of Session.
- Robert Burns: Birthday Ode For 31st December, 1787:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
