A Collection of Poems

Alas, alas thine empty seat, my son! Vainly thy garments I did toil to dry. Thy mother's joy is clouded o'er with grief, And darknes...

Loud in Hafur’s echoing bay  Heard ye the battle fiercely bray,  ’Twixt Kiotva rich, and Harald bold!  Eastward sail the ships of war;  The ...

Sways, with her trinkets, she, endowed with splendour With a waist like the fold of flimsy cloth, slim And a neck like a cup of silver, ador...

Lucifer: Shall then on high A worm, an alien, wield the greatest power? Must they who native are to Heaven thus yield To foreign rule? Shall...

Ere time began, ere age to age had thrilled,  I waited in his storehouse, as he willed;  He gave me being, but, my years fulfilled,  I shall...

Cooperation and understanding is essential To build country brick by brick. Most creatures are four-legged But human being walks with two le...

I dreamt i saw an eye, a pretty eye In your hands Glittering, wet and sikening Like a dull onyx set in a crown of thorns I did not know you ...

On lofty Beysitoun the lingering sun Looks down on ceaseless labors, long begun; The mountain trembles to the echoing sound Of falling rocks...

The sentinel his weary hours Keeps guard in quarantine; Across the stream, in paths of flowers, The Turkish maid is seen.

O camp of flowers, with poplars girdled round, Grey guardians of life’s soft and purple bud!