I swim Unto high waves of imagination,So seriousness blends with inspiring wine;Drink of silence made infusion,That mind grows soft then thick and aflame.Its yard is adorned with hope full merry;Ward of profound, born new sublime,A seduced aggression is it being imaginary;That wakes me from seven seas of prime.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Robert Burns: She Says She Loes Me Best Of A’:
- Как Лера чудо искала
- Rainbow Hues by Suchi Gaur
- Those seven days by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- The Gardener XXXVIII: My Love, Once upon a Time by Rabindranath Tagore
- Олег Бундур – Всё живёт
- The Fairest, Brightest, Hues Of Ether Fade by William Wordsworth
- Like the gods. . . by Sappho
- Юнна Мориц – Снег в ноябре
- My Lady’s Law by Rudyard Kipling
- Patroling Barnegat. by Walt Whitman
- Epistle to a Young Friend by Robert Burns
- The Story Of Our Lives by Mark Strand
- Николай Некрасов – Демону
- On An Old Woman (From The Greek) by William Cowper
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).
