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
- The Mountain Tomb by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Burns: O Wat Ye Wha’s In Yon Town:
- Notebook Of A Return To The Native Land
- Against All Streams by Walter William Safar
- Darkness poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Олег Бундур – Пёс
- Robert Burns: The Flowery Banks Of Cree:
- A Conceit by Maya Angelou
- Her Vision In The Wood by William Butler Yeats
- Pañuelos de La Alhambra by Mara Romero Torres
- To Somebody Out There by Vashti Trisawati Abhidana
- How I Walked Alone in the Jungles of Heaven by Vachel Lindsay
- God’s Wheel by Shel Silverstein
- Still Life by Reena Ribalow
- A Subaltern by Siegfried Sassoon
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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