Polska poezja

Wiersze po polsku

Wiersz Complaint

ComplaintI have tried to remember the familiar places, –
The pillared gloom of the beechwoods, the towns by the sea, –
I have tried to people the past with dear known faces,
But you were haunting me. Like a remorse, insistent, pitiless,
You have filled my spirit, you were ever at hand;
You have mocked my gods with your new loveliness:
Broken the old shrines stand.

1 Star2 Stars3 Stars4 Stars5 Stars (1 votes, average: 5,00 out of 5)

Wiersz Complaint - Aldous Huxley