I stood at the junction,
Not knowing which road to follow,
One cluttered with leaves,
While the other was purely laid out,
Like a cloth,
Hidden among the canopy was a brook,
Replenishing life itself for thirst,
Desire and lust felt by the nerves,
Anguishing branches cuddled stems,
As if my mind is drizzling,
Over a puddle of brown leaves,
Clouds covered the grey horizon,
A question arose out of nowhere,
The sapling grew over years,
Healing time and toil.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Anticipation, October 1803 by William Wordsworth
- Adventures of King Robert the Bruce by William Topaz McGonagall
- Sleep by Rabindranath Tagore
- Influence
- Вергилий – Буколики
- Стефан Малларме – В альбом
- An Adventure in the Life of King James V of Scotland by William Topaz McGonagall
- The Fearful by Sylvia Plath
- Жан Расин – Гофолия
- A Fixed Idea poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Distributive Trade II – The Wholesaler
- To a Friend poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Immigrants by Robert Frost
- Ballade: In favour of those called Decadents and Symbolists, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s Ballade: En faveur des dénommés Déca by T Wignesan
- Paradise Lost: Book 03 poem – John Milton poems
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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).
