Children’s garden of verses.

I should like to rise and go

Where the golden apples grow-

Where below another sky

Parrot islands anchored lie,

And, watched by cockatoos and goats,

Lonely crusoes building boats,-

Where in the sunshine reaching out

Eastern cities, miles about

Are with mosque and minaret

Among sandy gardens set,

And the rich goods from near and far

Hang for sale in the bazaar,-

Where the great wall around China goes,

And one side the desert blows,

And with the bell and voice and drum,

Cities on the other hum,-

Where are forests hot as fire,

Wide as England, tall as a spire,

Full of apes and cocoa-nuts

And the negro hunter’s huts,-

Where the knotty crocodile

Lies and blinks in the Nile,

And the red flamingo flies

Hunting fish before his eyes,-

Where in jungles near and far,

Man-devouring tigers are,

Lying close and giving ear

Lest the hunt be drawing near,

Or a comer-by be seen

Swinging in a palanquin,-

Where among the desert sands

Some deserted city stands,

All its children,sweep and prince,

Grown to manhood ages since,

Not a foot in street or house,

Not stir of child or mouse,

And when kindly falls the night,

In all the town no spark of light.

There I’ll come when I’m a man

With a camel caravan;

Light a fire in the gloom

Of some dusty dining room;

See the pictures on the walls,

Heroes,fights and festivals;

And in a corner find the toys

Of the old Egyptian boys.


NOTE : This not my poem, this the poem that inspired me and showed me that I could write poems too. It is also the first real poem I read ( nursery rhymes don’t count ) and my favorite poem.


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