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
- Alison Gross poem – Andrew Lang poems
- The most noble bird, wife by Mukeshkumar Raval
- The Detective by Sylvia Plath
- English Poetry. Philip James Bailey. Festus – 23.1. Филип Джеймс Бэйли.
- Robert Burns: The Poet’s Reply To The Threat Of A Censorious Critic: My imprudent lines were answered, very petulantly, by somebody, I believe, a Rev. Mr. Hamilton. In a MS., where I met the answer, I wrote below:-
- Eudaemon
- Юлия Друнина – Бинты
- The Turnstile by William Barnes
- motionless_body.html
- Behind a Wall poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Did Not by Thomas Moore
- Songs of Joy by William Henry Davies
- Olney Hymn 61: The Narrow Way by William Cowper
- Philip Levine – Philip Levine
- The Fool Errant poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
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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).
