by Akshay Raja
With the backdoor hue turning mist,
The day does lend a true sad wish
The clouds up gather for a final song
Thunders last break! ding n dong!
Nature’s up with beauty it can
Sharing its glow, with the river it ran
Through the tress that shed leaves to dry
Sheds my tears with smile to cry!
Moon above me, glows with tempt and smile
Snowflakes to share from clouds that cry
Lighting up woods with times to pause
Sending up stars, the deers n claus!
Swooping notes now change low
Wind gushing in parts ever known
Casting a smile not known to last
Catching air, till last moments may last!
The rain up now, dares to break
Would nature please to break?
Glooming thoughts grew a waterfall
Praying the skies for a water to fall.
Creepy to lock eyes with night
Still chanting names of nature’s might
Whose stars may shine on graves to last
Whose glow may show the eternal past.
With leaves that shed my tears-to-day
For this leaves the night today
well, it may gather my heart the all
For this moment marks winter’s fall.
Akshay Raja
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Akshay Raja
A few random poems:
- Владимир Маяковский – Совет Труда и Обороны сделал ассигнование миллионное… ( Главполитпросвет №64)
- Gleaners Of Fame poem – Alfred Austin
- In Seditionem Horrendam, Corruptelis Gallicus Ut Fertue, Londini Nuper Exortam by William Cowper
- A Light In The Attic by Shel Silverstein
- Nothing is Real by Rixa White
- English Poetry. Richard Hovey. The Old Pine. Ричард Хави.
- Epitaph on Holy Willie by Robert Burns
- Федор Сологуб – Забыв о счастьи, о весельи
- Question mark remarks by Mark Miller
- Владимир Маяковский – В Советской России не может быть никакого царя… (Главполитпросвет №361)
- Николай Языков – Пловец (Воют волны, скачут волны)
- Robert Burns: Masonic Song:
- There is a Candle in your Heart by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- Ольга Ермолаева – Ты где летал, мой падающий с Фанских гор
- Ольга Берггольц – Ни до серебряной и ни до золотой
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For James Smith:
- Robert Burns: Epitaph On John Dove, Innkeeper:
- Robert Burns: To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest With The Plough:
- Robert Burns: Halloween: The following poem will, by many readers, be well enough understood; but for the sake of those who are unacquainted with the manners and traditions of the country where the scene is cast, notes are added to give some account of the principal charms and spells of that night, so big with prophecy to the peasantry in the west of Scotland. The passion of prying into futurity makes a striking part of the history of human nature in its rude state, in all ages and nations; and it may be some entertainment to a philosophic mind, if any such honour the author with a perusal, to see the remains of it among the more unenlightened in our own.-R.B.
- Robert Burns: Farewell To Ballochmyle:
- Robert Burns: Young Peggy Blooms:
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle to Davie: A Brother Poet
- Robert Burns: Masonic Song:
- Robert Burns: Lines On Meeting With Lord Daer:
- Robert Burns: Address To The Toothache:
- Robert Burns: Farewell Song To The Banks Of Ayr: “I composed this song as I conveyed my chest so far on my road to Greenock, where I was to embark in a few days for Jamaica. I meant it as my farewell dirge to my native land.”-R. B.
- Robert Burns: O Thou Dread Power: Lying at a reverend friend’s house one night, the author left the following verses in the room where he slept:-
- Robert Burns: Epigram On Rough Roads:
- Robert Burns: Fragment Of Song:
- Robert Burns: The Brigs Of Ayr: Inscribed to John Ballantine, Esq., Ayr.
- Robert Burns: Reply To A Trimming Epistle Received From A Tailor:
- Robert Burns: Willie Chalmers: Mr. Chalmers, a gentleman in Ayrshire, a particular friend of mine, asked me to write a poetic epistle to a young lady, his Dulcinea. I had seen her, but was scarcely acquainted with her, and wrote as follows:-
- Robert Burns: Nature’s Law – A Poem: Humbly inscribed to Gavin Hamilton, Esq.
- Robert Burns: The Calf: To the Rev. James Steven, on his text, Malachi, ch. iv. vers. 2. “And ye shall go forth, and grow up, as Calves of the stall.”
- Robert Burns: Thomson’s Edward and Eleanora.:
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
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Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
