Ozymandias

by Percy Bysshe Shelley, Theo Gayer-Anderson (Illustrator)

A picture book edition of the classic, Ozymandias, was composed in 1817 by P.B. Shelley.

"I met a traveler..."

With these words the English poet Percy Shelley transported his readers to ancient Egypt. Ozymandias is the great pharoah Ramses II, whose statue Shelley imagined lying broken in the deset and whose name he chose as the title for his poem.

In this unique interpretation of Ozymandias, Shelley and the traveler come to life in an extraordinary gallery of dreamlike illustrations.

With an introduction by British poet Gerard Benson and notes for further reading, this book opens up to children a classic of Romantic poetry.

Sculptor and illustrator Theo Gayer-Anderson lives in Egypt.

Genres: Poetry, Classics, Fiction, School, Romanticism, British Literature, Read For School

36 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1817

About the author

Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, British romantic poet, include "To a Skylark" in 1820; Prometheus Unbound , the lyric drama; and "Adonais," an elegy of 1821 to John Keats.

The Cenci , work of art or literature of Percy Bysshe Shelley of 1819, depicts Beatrice Cenci, Italian noblewoman.

People widely consider Percy Bysshe Shelley among the finest majors of the English language. He is perhaps most famous for such anthology pieces as Ozymandias , Ode to the West Wind , and The Masque of Anarchy . His major long visionary Alastor , The Revolt of Islam , and the unfinished The Triumph of Life .

Unconventional life and uncompromising idealism of Percy Bysshe Shelley combined with his strong skeptical voice to make an authoritative and much denigrated figure during his life. He became the idol of the next two or three generations, the major Victorian and Pre-Raphaelite Robert Browning, Alfred Tennyson, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Algernon Charles Swinburne, as well as William Butler Yeats and in other languages, such as Jibanananda Das and Subramanya Bharathy . Karl Marx, Henry Stephens Salt, and [authorm:Bertrand Russell] also admired him. Famous for his association with his contemporaries Lord Byron, he also married Mary Shelley, novelist.

Reviews

[Sean Barrs · Rating 5 out of 5]

Percy Shelley saw the world for what it was, and what it will be. He saw through the cracks of civilisation and human greed; he saw what man has become and will always be unless he changes. Ozymandias is a simple homage to human power, to human corruption and to human ruling. This is a poem with true universal value.

"I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”



Ozymandias is not remembered. For all their monuments of human suffering and power, they achieved nothing. A statue does not define success; a stone likeness is not tangible to Godliness. All it does is evoke man’s own blackened heart. Human structures are futile. They are temporary, brief and finite. They will shatter and break like the men who built them. But nature, nature remains. Indeed, “the lone and level sands stretch far away” and will continue to stretch long after man ceases to walk them.

[Tadiana ✩Night Owl☽ · Rating 5 out of 5]

In preparation for reading Connie Willis's latest novella, I Met a Traveller in an Antique Land, I went back and read Percy Bysshe Shelly's famous Romantic-era sonnet Ozymandias, which is the source for her title and informs her story. Here's the poem in its entirety:

I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

I think this is my favorite work by Shelley (I studied quite a few of his works back in my college English major days). His imagery is wonderful: you can see the ancient, broken statue in the middle of a desolate desert. The dual meaning of the word "despair": Ozymandias (a Greek name for the Egyptian pharaoh Ramses II) means for everyone else to fear his might and power, but now we despair because nothing man-made lasts forever, no matter how great.

Shelly made up his own rhyme scheme for this sonnet (for the curious, it's ababa cdced efef, rather than something more typical like the Shakespearean rhyme scheme, abab cdcd efef gg). It adds to the general sense of unease this poem leave you with.

A couple of other insights: Note Ozymandias's use of the phrase "King of Kings" to describe himself. It's a phrase used in the Bible in reference to Jesus Christ ... so Ozymandias considered himself near-divine. Shelley also uses alliteration to great effect in this poem, with phrases like "cold command," "boundless and bare," and "lone and level."

The message of this poem is a great lesson for our day as well, slashing at the pretensions and self-grandeur of political leaders. And that's all I'm going to say about that. :)

But I have to say, I'm still trying to figure out what exactly Shelly was trying to convey with the lines "The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed." Scholars are still scratching their heads, so I'm in good company. It does seem to be the sculptor's hand and heart, rather than Ozymandias's, as I originally thought? (*ETA: See comment 2: I've changed my mind again.) Feel free to comment.

There are some great illustrations for this poem. Here's another:

[Jon Nakapalau · Rating 5 out of 5]

How many trunkless legs of stone populate our world today - waiting for the abrasive winds of time to sand them into nothing - one of my favorite poems. I think of this poem when I see footage of dictators: I can hear the poem coming back to me - you have to listen Bryan Cranston read this poem on YouTube!

[Dee · Rating 5 out of 5]

                        Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said, “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert... Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings;
 Look on my words, ye mighty, and despair!
 Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
 Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
 The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

Ozymandias is a form of the Greek name for the great pharaoh Ramesses II,who reigned during the New Kingdom period for 66 years from 1279 bc. He was one of Egypts most powerful rulers and a great warrior which resulted in huge victories. We only have to view the Great Temple at Abu Simbel and be in awe of his most impressive structure to be reminded of this.

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It is said that Percy Shelley's inspiration for this poem may have come from the Ancient statue "Younger Memnon". The upper part of this statue was eventually brought to the British Museum in 1821 by the Italian explorer Giovanni Belzoni.  Shelley's poem was originally published in the Examiner newspaper in Jan 1818. It was written as part of a competition between himself and Horace Smith who was a friend of Shelly's. Sadly by the time the statue arrived in England, Shelly had left for Italy where he permanently self-exiled.  This is said to be Percy Shellys most famous poem and there's no denying its powerful and captivating word choice. Not bad considering this was released just under two weeks after the debut of his future wife Mary Shelly's novel Frankenstein!


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Shelley's poem is powerful. We can feel the strength from this mighty ruler. Hear his roars! But.. the meaning of this name "ozymandias"( a person once famous and respected who has since been utterly forgotten), does not ring so true today as it did then. He has become one of Ancient Egypts most fascinating rulers. There is a mass of information to be found, and this is a rabbit hole that I am more than happy to go down quicker than Alice to wonderland.

This poem brings to light that power dies. Those grand, impressive towers fall to nature.
But history can be brought back to life!
 

[Aqsa · Rating 5 out of 5]

So I was going through the books I shelved in the last month for a Read-a-thon and I found this 2 paged book and I searched it on google. I was so surprised that I didn't remember this name. I read this today and I read this when I was in 11th. I always loved it and I remember writing so much on it. I wish I could find it and post it!

This is really good and you can just find it on Google or here or maybe listen to it here.

This is really deep and it reminds us that how temporary this life is and how we'll take nothing with us when we die. Lots of names have been in the history of humans and lots of names have been forgotten too. Our vanity won't leave us anywhere.

[Clay Davis · Rating 5 out of 5]

A poem with a kind of gothic vibe. Biblical in the way of pride cometh before the fall.

[Dana · Rating 4 out of 5]

Fame, power, money...all are temporary. Everything is subjected to time and time swallows them up. Man is insignificant before the power of time. The poet uses a shattered statue to highlight the ephemeral nature of fame, vanity and power. The one great king's proud words "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings, Look upon my work, ye mighty and despair" has been ironically disproved. Ozymandias works and might have crumbled to pieces. His civilization has disappeared and all has been razed or brought to the ground by the impersonal, indiscriminate, destructive power of time and history. This is one of the most dominant sonnet with political overtones by the contemporary poet, P.B. Shelley. Ozymandias symbolizes political power but the statue is a metaphor for the pride of the whole of the mankind. "Dust, thou art to dust returnest" proves to be true at the end.

[Pooja Jha · Rating 4 out of 5]

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:   
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."

[David Sarkies · Rating 4 out of 5]

The Legacy of Rameses
10 January 2012

This is a rather short poem, a sonnet to be precise, being a poem of sixteen lines with a specific metre. Now, while I like poetry, I would hardly call myself a poet in that my skill in writing metre is not the best, and in many cases I fall into a system of rhyme, which I find to be pretty corny (at least to my ears). This does not mean that I have not attempted poetry in my life, and many of the poems that I have written tend to be rather short (none of the epic poetry of Homer or Milton).

These days poetry does not seem to be a huge as it was in the past, though there are still quite a number of poets out there. However the modern image of a poet seens to be some guy sitting in a rotting apartment subsisting on a diet of whiskey and cigarettes (and for some reason Allen Ginsberg comes to mind in this regard, though I suspect his diet consisted of more than just whiskey and cigarettes). In my mind, these days (as has been the case in the past) there simply is no money in poetry. In the days of old though poets tended to survive on their own wealth (such as Emily Dickinson) or were patrons of the nobility (such as William Shakespeare) as as such many of their poems where simply praises of their patrons (once again William Shakespeare comes to mind).

That does not necessarily mean that poetry is dead, we do see it crop up in movies, and in a way songs these days are simply poetry put to music, but then again this was something that would have occurred in the past as well. Take the Greeks for instance, many of their poetical works (in particular Homer) were either sung, or at least had music playing in the background, which is interesting since it is believed that Ancient Greek drama developed from poetry readings.

I should make mention of Percy Shelley though. The truth is, Percy Shelley's claim to fame is not that he was a poet (though many of us in literary circles do recognise his poetic skill) but that he was the husband of Mary Shelley, the author of Frankenstein. They say that she went on to become quite famous while her husband, who was quite famous at the time, disappeared into the mists of obscurity. Personally I believe that that is a little unfair on poor Percy Shelley since this particular poem, and it is a very famous poem at that, is a lot more than simply something written by Mary Shelley's husband.

Ozymandias is one of those poems that seems to continue to crop up. I first encountered it in high school during one of my English classes when we were looking at (surprise, surprise) poetry. It seems that whenever the topic of poetry comes up in high school, this is one of the poems that is looked at, maybe because it is short (it is a sonnet), but maybe because despite its shortness, it actually does have quite a lot to say.

I won't reproduce the poem here, and anyway, it can easily be found on the internet. Anyway, it is a poem about Rameses II, one of the great kings of Egypt. It is generally accepted (though not by me) that he was the Pharoah of the oppression, that is the Pharoah that ruled Egypt during the period that the Jews were slaves and before Moses led them out of captivity to the promise land. However, this is not the time or the place for me to go into my historical theories on the Egyptian timeline. What this is the time is to comment that what Shelley is doing here is creating an image of a fallen statue in a windswept desert. In his time, Rameses could have been considered the most powerful person on Earth, however in Shelley's time, he was all but forgotten. His works and his buildings survive, but have long since been looted by grave robbers. The remains of his kingdom are still present, but its glory days a long since gone.

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Shelley, however, wasn't writing about Ancient Egypt or some long dead king, but rather as a reminder to the people of his day. The year is 1818, and England had recently defeated Napoleon and they pretty much sat on the top of the world. The British Empire straddled the globe, there had been no empire since that had even come to compare to the might and the wealth of the British Empire. While Percey did not know it at this time, but it was the beginning of the Pax Brittania, a hundred years of relative peace where the wealth and the power of the British Empire would continue to expand, and their influence would reach out to all corners of the globe. It would not be until the early 20th Century that Britain would meet a rival that could even consider taking a shot at the title.

However, the concern is not so much that Britain was at the top of the world, but rather that this too will pass. Three thousand years in the future Queen Victoria will, so he believes, be another Ozymandias. Even now her statues can be found throughout the former British Empire, sitting in pride of place in many of the cities around the world. Here in Adelaide her statue sits in the middle of the city, as it does in Hong Kong. Everywhere you go in the former empire you encounter reminders of Victoria, whether it be the name of a state, a city, or some gentleman's club. However, like Rameses, this too will pass. The people at Shelley's time will not see it. Most of them would not be alive when Arch-duke Ferdinand is assassinated, and the only memories of Napoleon would be those in the books, or the stories that old men would remember their Grandfather's telling them when they were children. As with Rameses, so to will this pass.

[Sarah · Rating 5 out of 5]

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Beautiful. Yet in a way, very telling of the insignificance of our lives. Power, fame and money all only exist from the time we are born until the time we die, then slowly but surely time and nature are sure to forget about us. Even our own species forgets, thus making us buried in the sands of obscurity. Even the greatest kings, such as Ozymandias, are subject to such a fate. Although the monument which this poem focuses on exists solely to commemorate the mighty status of the king, it seems as if even the former grandeur of it has all gone away, all eaten away by the desert. So the question this brings up in my own mind is this: are we all striving for whatever it is we want in vain, when in the long run we will all be in the same state as Ozymandias?

"Ozymandias" is such a powerful yet simple sonnet that develops such a large scope over so few lines that it baffles and amazes me. I sat there reading it over and over, really letting the theme of it sink into my brain. While it is not a happy thought to have, it is true, and in a way the truth of it is what makes is a beautiful poem.

[Benjamin Stahl · Rating 4 out of 5]

A very short but striking poem by the guy who was having sex with the girl who wrote Frankenstein. Fucking there's your contextual analysis, Mr Oxford don, you ...

[Carlos Ibanez · Rating 5 out of 5]

A great poem, that talks about the power and mighty of the great pharaoh Ramses II (Ozymandias) that crumbled.

"My name is Ozymandias,
King of kings
Look on my works,
Ye mighty and despair"

this might be the most memorable quote in the poem, we can understand how the the author (and may be even the pharaoh) though of him as the king of kings.
And to be honest, a poem as powerful and beautiful like this one wouldn't deserve a rank of five star it would deserve like an eight star rank

[maguisita · Rating 3 out of 5]

read for lit class

[Shae · Rating 5 out of 5]

My favourite Percy Bysshe Shelley poem.

A powerful, timeless reminder of the value of humility.

[Preetam Chatterjee · Rating 5 out of 5]

The glories of our blood and state,
Are shadows, not substantial things……..

Structurally a Petrarchan sonnet, but the rhyme scheme dissimilar from that of a customary Petrarchan sonnet, this poem demonstrates the vanity of human greatness and the failure of all attempts to immortalise human grandeur.

Ozymandias was a great Egyptian king, a life-like statue of whom was made to immortalise him. But now the statue lies broken and disfigured, and all around it is a barren desert.

The poem relates an experience of a traveller from Egypt. This traveller saw two huge and trunkless legs of a statue in the desert. Near them lay, half- buried, the broken face of the statue. On this face can still be seen the expression of haughtiness and a sense of authority which had skilfully been depicted by the sculptor, and which survives the sculptor.

On the pedestal the following words were inscribed: “My name is Ozymandias and I am a great king. Look at the great deeds which I have accomplished and which nobody can equal.”

Round the broken statue stretched a vast desert.

In form this poem is a sonnet. The sonnet-form was not actually suited to Shelley’s genius because the sonnet enforces straints and ceilings under which Shelley must have felt irritated. For this reason, Shelley wrote very few sonnets, and failed to achieve peculiarity in them.

This poem, for instance, does not rigidly obey the accepted conventions of the form of the sonnet. The rhyme-scheme does not follow any of the recognised patterns and some of the rhymes are faulty (for instance, stone and frown; appear and despair.)

But though not flawless, it is the best of the few sonnets that Shelley wrote. It has earned high praise from critics and is considered a most powerful, imaginative and suggestive poem. Its moral goes home to our hearts with force and vigour.

It needs mention that Shelley was considered a radical revolutionary during his time as a result of his outspoken dissatisfaction with the English government and its effect on English society. Upon looking further into his works, however, we can see that Shelley was not calling for a revolution in the traditional sense, but for a gradual process of peaceful reform.

He insisted that poets were the key to encouraging change, and with this knowledge, it becomes clear that Shelley broke from the traditional sonnet form to set an example for the public of how to break from traditional forms using one’s own agency.

Shelley was considered perilous in his time, but paradoxically, his ideologies are precisely what the world needs now—tranquility, idiom, and originality.

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed……..

Back to the poem, the poet harps on the theme that human glory and pomp are not everlasting. Hammers of decay quickly follow the hammers of construction. Time works havoc with buildings and monuments. But the moral is not directly stated.

The poet only presents a picture to our minds and we have ourselves to draw the moral. It is a didactic poem, but its moral is not thrust upon us directly. Shelley said that didacticism was his abhorrence and he did not, therefore, directly preach moral lessons.

There is a touch of melancholy about the poem because it makes us reflect over the vanity of human wishes and the failure of all our efforts to keep our memory alive for ever.

The contrast between the past glory of the king and the present condition of the statue is very striking to the mind and emphasises the moral of the poem. The concluding lines of the poem are particularly remarkable for their suggestiveness.

The sonnet contains two remarkable pictures:

*The picture of the broken statue, a huge wreck, the face of which still wears a frown and the sneer of cold command (Lines 4- 5);
*The picture of the lone and level desert, doundless and bare, stretching far away (Lines 12-14).

All the way through the poem, Ramesses' arrogance is evident, from the conceited dedication where he announces himself a "king of kings" to the "sneer of cold command" on his statue. However, "Ozymandias" makes it clear that every person, even the most authoritative person in the land, will ultimately be brought low, their name nearly forgotten and monuments to their power becoming buried in the sand.

[ოთო გიგოლაშვილი · Rating 5 out of 5]

My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings❤️

[G.G. Melies · Rating 5 out of 5]

El significado de este poema describe al mayor asesino de las intenciones de toda la humanidad, el tiempo. Es de manera subliminal un oxímoron para las intenciones humanas. "Constrúyete para caer en el olvido". Mientras más grandes sean tus palabras, tu soberbia, tus ideologías de izquierda y derecha, tu patriotismo, tu fe, tus ideales sociales, tu capital, tu amor y tu odio... Vas a terminar enterrado en las arenas del tiempo.

Posiblemente, el poema más poderoso y significativo de la historia. Considero que deberían haberlo reproducido en el disco de oro de la sonda Voyager. Es que vale su peso en oro.

[Sarah Pangloss · Rating 5 out of 5]

I have always loved this poem - especially since I have spent so much time in Egpyt, at Luxor. I will - and have - read this poem many,many times throughout my entire lifetime. It resonates within my soul, as I realize not just that all is transitory. "Look upon my works, ye Mighty, and despair."

[actuallymynamesssantiago · Rating 5 out of 5]

'"My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"'

Es un poco literal, pero tiene mucha gracia en la forma. Está en primera persona pero habla de algo que le dijo un viajero de un tiempo antiguo, no habla sobre un rey sino sobre su estatua y no la estatua en sí pero las partes que quedan ("Two vast and trunkless legs of stone", "Half sunk, a shattered visage lies") y no solo habla sobre la estatua sino también sobre el escultor. Desorienta. Adjetiva tanto. Está esculpido. Es bellísimo. AHHHHHHHH.
Nunca leí a Shelley esposo porque le gustaba a un compañero muy tonto. Pero si todos sus poemas son así de buenos le voy a terminar diciendo p4pi.

[sophie · Rating 4 out of 5]

this being included in gcse power and conflict was such a power move honestly

[klaudia katarzyna · Rating 1 out of 5]

don't @ me but poetry is not my jam
well... i guess mary must be the better writer in this marriage

[sugar plum · Rating 5 out of 5]

it is heartbreaking

[asiya | アセヤ (free palestine)]

So I feel like I've read this before, or at least the short original poem version.

But hey, give me Percy Bysshe Shelley any day and I'll take it. 😂

[Ȝmman Saqqaf · Rating 5 out of 5]

Nothing lasts forever. Glory, reputation, conquests or occupations, everything will come to an end eventually. This ambiguous ode carries between its folds heaps of philosophical matters.
Scholars really tired themselves giving different interpretations for this poem and many others. I believe that the beauty of a poem lies in the multiplicity of its interpretations by each person. Everyone has his own vision and saying about what he reads, sees or hears and there is no right or wrong when it comes to analyzing a poem.

However, one line really catch me up, "The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed." it's obvious that the poem talks about a king named Ozymandias , where what left of his statue speaks of himself. However, that particular line is a political kind of philosophy. It tells (from my personal view) that leaders, kings, emperors whomever got an authority on people, don't have to like, love or show empathy toward their people. Call me Machiavellian, I do not care. But at the end of the day what really matters is "the heart that fed" not the "hand that mocked". The end is what really matters here.
The line reminded me of Muammar Gaddafi and Saddam Hussein. They were men of principles, they did a lot of bad things to their people, mocked them explicitly and implicitly, but at the end of everyday they gave them a life that is surly better than the life they are living right now. And to me, this matters.

The poem holds a lot of symbolic and imagery content. The title of the poem itself is a metaphor from another name to Ramses II. There is a lot of death in the poem; the death of the king and its people or civilization and the death of the statue itself, it was like a lyric from Rains of Castamere, "Now the rains weep o'er his hall; and not a soul to hear" it's just epic. The poem gave a life to the statue, it is the one whose telling the story not the traveler, the traveler's job was more of pointing out the events that led to the destruction of the statue, and nevertheless if you concentrated in the statue it will reveal itself for you.

[Bettie · Rating 2 out of 5]

Nation's Favourite Poems: features in a 1996 nationwide poll compilation.

From wiki - t is frequently anthologised and is probably Shelley's most famous short poem. It was written in competition with his friend Horace Smith, who wrote another sonnet entitled "Ozymandias"

Famous it might be, and the subject grand, it just doesn't 'do' it for me.

[ᯓ✩ rose · Rating 5 out of 5]

BRILLIANT. ASTONISHING. FLAWLESS. THE GREATEST POEM EVER WRITTEN.

(if you can’t tell i really like percy shelley)

no but seriously this poem became my entire personality throughout yr 10 & 11. i memorised it. i based my gcse art final piece on it. i wrote the damn thing out in calligraphy around my painting. I LOVE OZYMANDIAS.

[Sofia · Rating 5 out of 5]

Here read by Bryan Cranston

a great putter in place and it also creates a sort of calm, being at peace.

[firstuserhere · Rating 5 out of 5]

Highly recommend listening to the reading by Bryan Cranston. His voice is perfectly suited for such an epic poem. The pause after LOOK ON MY WORKS YE MIGHTY AND DESPAIR is chilling. Sudden tonal shift to NOTHING BESIDE REMAINS is so powerful, it's one of my favourite poems.

[رضوى · Rating 4 out of 5]

"My name is ozymandias ... King of kings ...
Look at my works, ye mighty, and despair
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”

[Vaishali · Rating 5 out of 5]

Just lovely, lovely imagery and depth.