‘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
- Robert Burns: Another [Epigram On The Said Occasion… On A Henpecked Country Squire]:
- Омар Хайям – Долго ль спину придется мне гнуть или нет
- In Jerusalem by Mahmoud Darwish
- Love Sonnet XXV poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Аля Кудряшева – Такие слишком медовые эти луны
- Disillusionment Of Ten O’clock by Wallace Stevens
- Olney Hymn 23: Pleading For And With Youth by William Cowper
- The Wolf and the Dog by William Somervile
- Владимир Маяковский – Дожмем! В России буржуазия побеждена… (РОСТА №841)
- The Rape of the Lock: Canto 1 poem – Alexander Pope
- Farewell to the Court by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Константин Батюшков – Мечта
- Silvia by William Shakespeare
- The Heritage by Rudyard Kipling
- Epitaph for Robert Aiken by Robert Burns
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).
