by Ahmed Mohammed
The Queen
When she was fifteen
She was the Princess
You have got to confess
The Queen is keen
You can’t say she’s mean
Her children run
And have fun
In the sun.
She stops fights
In the nights
In time she stops crime
She ate a tart
And broke a piece of her heart,
She wears a crown
In a town,
As proof she is Queen
She makes soldiers run.
With tons
Of guns.
A few random poems:
- Robert Burns: Behold The Hour, The Boat Arrive:
- God Full Of Mercy by Yehuda Amichai
- Solomon To Sheba by William Butler Yeats
- On Time poem – John Milton poems
- Rain by Shel Silverstein
- Sonnet I: Loving In Truth by Sir Philip Sidney
- X: Some Verses: To His Most Affectionate Friend Mr. Lithgow by William Alexander
- The Heart That Is Pining by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- A Ring Presented to Julia by Robert Herrick
- Sonnet 16 poem – John Milton poems
- CLAUDIAN’S OLD MAN OF VERONA by Abraham Cowley
- Edgar Allan Poe by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Robert Burns: Verses Written With A Pencil Over the Chimney-piece in the Parlour of the Inn at Kenmore, Taymouth.:
- Lord Of My Life by Rabindranath Tagore
- Owl by Sylvia Plath
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: I Hae Been At Crookieden:
- Robert Burns: Ye Jacobites By Name:
- Robert Burns: Such A Parcel Of Rogues In A Nation:
- Robert Burns: Frae The Friends And Land I Love:
- Robert Burns: Nithsdale’s Welcome Hame:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Shade Of Thomson: On Crowning His Bust at Ednam, Roxburghshire, with a Wreath of Bays.
- Robert Burns: Sweet Afton :
- Robert Burns: My Bonie Bell:
- Robert Burns: Thou Fair Eliza:
- Robert Burns: O For Ane An’ Twenty, Tam :
- Robert Burns: My Tocher’s The Jewel:
- Robert Burns: Altho’ He Has Left Me:
- Robert Burns: My Eppie Macnab:
- Robert Burns: Johnie Lad, Cock Up Your Beaver:
- Robert Burns: Damon And Sylvia: Fragment
- Robert Burns: Lovely Polly Stewart:
- Robert Burns: You’re Welcome, Willie Stewart:
- Robert Burns: Epigram At Brownhill Inn:
- Robert Burns: The Gallant Weaver:
- Robert Burns: Verses On The Destruction Of The Woods Near Drumlanrig:
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
