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
- Thomas Gray – Thomas Gray
- Nell Barnes by William Henry Davies
- An Aquarium poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Jokes on You by Rohan Dunbar
- Out Of The Window
- Robert Burns: Up In The Morning Early:
- Work in Game Design Rather Than Other Design
- Наум Коржавин – Грустная самопародия
- The Giver by Sara Teasdale
- Sonnet 146: Poor soul, the centre of my sinful earth by William Shakespeare
- Олег Бундур – Как папа прогуливал школу
- Владимир Маяковский – Неразбериха
- Fears In Solitude by Samuel Coleridge
- Спиридон Дрожжин – Из поэмы “Дуняша”
- Robert Burns: Epitaph For Mr. William Michie: Schoolmaster of Cleish Parish, Fifeshire.
Some external links:
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).
