‘Tis how a muse conquering my slender age;
Naked moments and a flightless gloom.
Dreams are unripe, but lively own;
From thee, I fled unconstrained.
Sins discolored my retention when you hide from me,
Solely then dwelt is my pathos.
And night’s and days swept, sullen;
Neath your heavens lodge, my lost ecstasy.
Every parent wants their bright child,
Brighter, an ace can do morrow’s shy lark.
wipe it my wickedness my lord! let my birth fulfill.
Let me serve you with in your cupid will, more radiant!
you’re giving me a life that i can heal;
That tend me breath with you until my death and after.
Nithin Purple
End of the poem
15 random poems
- What Best I See In Thee. by Walt Whitman
- Athens Stone Of Sapphire Of Ground The Ring
- Василий Курочкин – Раздумье
- Владимир Высоцкий – Долго же шёл ты, в конверте листок
- Robert Burns: The Birks Of Aberfeldy:
- Hark! Hark! The Lark by William Shakespeare
- Василий Жуковский – К Перовскому (Счастливец, ею ты любим)
- A Prayer in the Prospect of Death by Robert Burns
- From: The Home We Will Never Live In That Place by Nijole Miliauskaite
- Sonnet 124: If my dear love were but the child of state by William Shakespeare
- Testament by Wendell Berry
- Purdah by Sylvia Plath
- Manipulation by Radames Antonio Cruz
- Владимир Корнилов – Суворов
- For A Picture Of St. Dorothea poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
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).
