The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Secretly watching as they
Gossip about me.
The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
Making up lies
To try and be popular.
The streets are crowded
With people.
Whispering behind my back.
As I think and wonder
Why do I live
In this ruined world?
End of the poem
15 random poems
- Юлия Друнина – У моря
- On The University Carrier Who Sickn’d In The Time Of His Vacancy, Being Forbid To Go To London, By Reason Of The Plague poem – John Milton poems
- Three Songs by William Shakespeare
- Creators by Pawan Kumar
- Child In Red by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Song. Hush, Hush! Tread Softly! poem – John Keats poems
- Николай Гумилев – Ночь
- Yesterday’s Mishaps by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Envoi poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Владимир Высоцкий – Неужто здесь сошёлся клином свет
- Glitches by Satish Verma
- Aquí te hubiese amado by Luz del Alba Nicola
- Жан Расин – Британик
- Robert Burns: Crowdie Ever Mair:
- Robert Burns: Presentation Stanzas To Correspondents:
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).
