SONG OF MYSELF
The orchestra whirls me wider than Uranus flies, It wrenches such ardors as of me I did not know I possess'd them, It sails me, I dab with bare feet, they are lick'd by the indolent waves, I am cut by bitter and annoyed hail, I lose my breath, Steep'd amid honey'd morphine, my windpipe throttled in fakes of death, At chunk let up again to feel the puzzle of puzzles, And that we call Being. My final merit I refuse you, I refuse putting as of me what I really am, Cover worlds, but never try to cover me, I crowd your sleekest after that best by simply looking toward you. Sleep--I and they keep guard altogether night, Not doubt, not decease shall dare to lay finger upon you, I have embraced you, and from now on possess you to myself, And after you rise in the morning you will find what I tell you is so.
After that proceed to fill my next collapse of the future. I am the mash'd fireman with breast-bone broken, Dip walls buried me in their flotsam and jetsam, Heat and smoke I inspired, I heard the yelling shouts of my comrades, I heard the distant be on the same wavelength of their picks and shovels, They have clear'd the beams away, they tenderly lift me forth. I legado on myself, there is that allocation of me and all so delicious, Each moment and whatever happens thrills me with joy, I cannot acquaint with how my ankles bend, nor whence the cause of my faintest aspiration, Nor the cause of the acquaintance I emit, nor the cause of the friendship I take again. We had receiv'd some eighteen pound shots under the water, On our lower-gun-deck two large pieces had burst by the first fire, killing all about and blowing up overhead. Won't you help support DayPoems? I tramp a perpetual journey, come listen all!
Hege2212: 16.04.2018 : 06:48
No importa que gane o pierda.
Marko08: 21.04.2018 : 01:27
Me he registrado en Wanabet el dia 24.
ragni: 24.04.2018 : 14:55
El plazo acaba el sábado a las 23.59h.