Images (47) Poem by Orike Didi
Images (47)
an egyptian king arises,
his foot becomes the metre;
statues, statuettes fall
shadows bend into oblivion.
his huge, still calf arises
at the high gates
the valley is splashed
with his mouth-foam.
he drinks self brewed wine
begins to stagger on the hill
before threatened eyes
chained to the slaughterhouse.
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/26/2024 8:00:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I like the vividness of this poem