Dark Room( qua vadis)
by Muralidharan Mudaliar
There is no one in the dark room
No one at home
No one to talk to
And nowhere to go
Pacing down the side streets
Following up glad eyes
Flirting to quieten
The fever over my brow
With no one to pester
No one to please
I curl around the corner
And cry all my woe
What with no roads to the distant
And none nearer to the heart
With no itch to stay
And no ache to go
I ask
Oh wanderer from nowhere
Where are the Gods to whom
You bow
Mar88
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Виталий Кодрян – 31 августа
- Ярослав Смеляков – Шинель
- In The Train by Sara Teasdale
- Олег Мехов – Ах, у нашего Антошки
- last_word_to_childhood.html
- Robert Burns: This Is No My Ain Lassie:
- Fragment: Modern Love poem – John Keats poems
- Николай Карамзин – Прости
- On The Eating Of Mice by Russell Edson
- Thought. by Walt Whitman
- Алексей Плещеев – Мною злых и глупых шуток
- Альфред Теннисон – Прощание
- A Question Answered poem – Alfred Austin
- Earthly Wounds by Satish Verma
- O Hymen! O Hymenee! by Walt Whitman
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Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
