On one morning,
As it was raining,
While the drops and road were chattering,
But I was only wandering,
Walking on the foot,
Since Sadness was only the root,
But the blessings falling from heaven,
Make me feel so even,
So many puddles on the road,
Some so narrow and some so broad,
The path was also full of holes,
And full of many tiny stones,
Sky full of dark clouds,
Making sounds too loud,
The water falling from leaves,
On the ground,a lazy snake creeps,
Dancing trees on the way,
Everywhere I found only clay,
As the weather becomes so grey,
On that long rainy day,
Finally I feel so relaxed,
And free from being dashed,
After this journey so long,
Returned my working capacity so strong.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- All’s Well! by John Oxenham
- Upon The Hills Of Georgia poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Poetry and the Power of Words
- Recipe For A Hippopotamus Sandwich by Shel Silverstein
- Владимир Маяковский – Важнейший совет домашней хозяйке
- Михаил Ломоносов – Надпись на иллюминацию 1747 года перед зимним домом
- English Poetry. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Wait. Элла Уилкокс.
- “Yes! Thou Art Fair, Yet Be Not Moved” by William Wordsworth
- To A Lady On The Death Of The Three Relations by Phillis Wheatley
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Я. П. Полонскому
- Юрий Галансков – Он к нам придёт
- Ghost House by Robert Frost
- In An Underground Dressing Station by Siegfried Sassoon
- Christopher Okigbo – Looking Back at His Short-lived Life and Taking Stock of His Poetic Legacy
- Наум Коржавин – Памяти Герцена или Баллада об историческом недосыпе
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).
