Every time I try to speak
You escape my imaginary grasp
without a squeak
Sometimes I wonder
How can this be?
I realize now you are a bird flying so free.
And while you soar through the clear blue skies
All I can do is watch you
And slowly die.
I watch you run
your eyes afire.
I shield away
My wanting desire.
How can it be that you sucked the life from me?
With rejection?
Leaving me lying there
Not knowing how much I care.
My love has been stolen
An I am in Hell
Now in my heart
Nightmares shall dwell
I am in grief
And i drift away
Like a lonely, solitary leaf.
I drift away having nothing to care
And if being carefree
Should bring so much glee,
Why must I ask myself in utter despair
Why me?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 103. The Mountain Spite. Томас Мур.
- Robert Burns: Sketch -New Year’s Day [1790]: To Mrs. Dunlop.
- Robert Burns: On Hearing It Asserted Falsehood: is expressed in the Rev. Dr. Babington’s very looks.
- Иннокентий Анненский – Еврипид. Орест (перевод)
- Backtracking by Satish Verma
- The Coal Picker poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- The cake by Mahak Raithatha S
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Люблю тебя
- Falling Asleep by Siegfried Sassoon
- February by Thomas Chatterton
- Tithonus
- The beauty of the heart by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- My Lady’s Law by Rudyard Kipling
- Sonnet CXVIII by William Shakespeare
- The Cooling Tower poem – Amy Clampitt poems | Poems and Poetry
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).
