‘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
- Mates
- The Door Of Humility poem – Alfred Austin
- Fairy Tale by Robert Desnos
- Gone
- Владимир Маяковский – Раек (РОСТА №8)
- Константин Бальмонт – Мост
- Омар Хайям – Нищим дервишем ставши
- It Asked a Crumb of Me by Michael K. Shiu
- Николай Гумилев – Молитва мастеров
- Upon Julia’s Breast by Marie Starr
- The Fountain by William Wordsworth
- Manifesto for your smile and my songs by Vinko Kalinic
- Николай Заболоцкий – Футбол
- Address to His Elbow-Chair, New Cloath’d, An by William Somervile
- the_dormouse_and_the_doctor.html
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).
