All or Nothing (Siddharth Anand Poem)
All or Nothing The final race. the final decision All disgrace or fortune all Either I fall or I stand ...
All or Nothing The final race. the final decision All disgrace or fortune all Either I fall or I stand ...
Abandon the past Throw away the baggage Suffer no more. avast(stop now) Breakaway from the chains and shackles Which from ...
LEAVE me a little while alone, Here at his grave that still is strown With crumbling flower and wreath; The ...
Many setups. At least as many falls. Winter is paralyzing the country, but not here. Here, the boys are impersonating ...
As evening falls, The walls grow luminous and warm, the walls Tremble and glow with the lives within them moving, ...
Now, when the moon slid under the cloud And the cold clear dark of starlight fell, He heard in his ...
Well, as you say, we live for small horizons: We move in crowds, we flow and talk together, Seeing so ...
From time to time, lifting his eyes, he sees The soft blue starlight through the one small window, The moon ...
This is the house. On one side there is darkness, On one side there is light. Into the darkness you ...
Two lovers, here at the corner, by the steeple, Two lovers blow together like music blowing: And the crowd dissolves ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
1 Senlin sits before us, and we see him. He smokes his pipe before us, and we hear him. Is ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is moonlight. Alone in the silence I ascend my stairs once more, While waves, remote ...
I. Moonlight silvers the tops of trees, Moonlight whitens the lilac shadowed wall And through the evening fall, Clearly, as ...
Fanfare of northwest wind, a bluejay wind announces autumn, and the equinox rolls back blue bays to a far afternoon. ...
from Senlin: A Biography It is morning, Senlin says, and in the morning When the light drips through the shutters ...
In early morning twilight, raw and chill, Damp vapours brooding on the barren hill, Through miles of mire in steady ...
Adieu to Belashanny! where I was bred and born; Go where I may, I'll think of you, as sure as ...
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Zeus, Brazen-thunder-hurler, Cloud-whirler, son-of-Kronos, Send vengeance on these Oreads Who strew White frozen flecks of mist and cloud Over the ...
Why do you always stand there shivering Between the white stream and the road? The people pass through the dust ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura ch? la diritta via era smarrita . ...
Lo giorno se n'andava, e l'aere bruno toglieva li animai che sono in terra da le fatiche loro; e io ...
Of a Ministry pitiful, angry, mean, A gallant commander the victim is seen. For promptitude, vigour, success, does he stand ...
Oh! Mr. Best, you're very bad And all the world shall know it; Your base behaviour shall be sung By ...
I look for the way things will turn out spiralling from a center, the shape things will take to come ...
The reason to be autonomous is to stand there, a cleared instrument, ready to act, to search the moral realm ...
I have a life that did not become, that turned aside and stopped, astonished: I hold it in me like ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
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