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
- Владимир Британишский – Дождик
- April 18 by Sylvia Plath
- An Address to the New Tay Bridge by William Topaz McGonagall
- Олег Бундур – Скука
- The Rape of the Lock: Canto 1 poem – Alexander Pope
- In Snow by William Allingham
- Love Sonnet XVII poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “Irish Melodies”. 58. Farewell! – But Whenever You Welcome the Hour. Томас Мур.
- To a President. by Walt Whitman
- Farewell to the Court by Sir Walter Raleigh
- Persian Poem poem – Amir Khusro poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Языков – Е. А. Тимашевой (Молодая ученица)
- Низами Гянджеви – Влюбленных порицают все
- Олег Бундур – Железное здоровье
- Drinking-Song, A. To a Formal, Proud, Sober Coxcomb by William Wycherley
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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).
