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
- Владимир Степанов – В лесу осиновом
- The Disquieting Muses by Sylvia Plath
- Verses Left by Mr. Pope poem – Alexander Pope
- Love’s Wisdom poem – Alfred Austin
- Владимир Высоцкий – Песня Алисы
- In The Metropolitan Museum by Sara Teasdale
- Олег Бундур – На связи
- Sculpture of Debris on the Waterfront by Martina Reisz Newberry
- Memory by William Wordsworth
- Михаил Кузмин – Выздоравливающей
- Confessions of a Software Engineer by Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa
- Владимир Корнилов – Дом
- The Bird Has Vanished by Timothy Thomas Fortune
- Robert Burns: Stanzas On The Same Occasion [Prospect of Death]:
- Омар Хайям – Не зли других и сам не злись
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).
