As if on us there was a call
The path we took only heard us at all
Preparing joyfully lined up to foul
Singing uncontrollably we matched but fall
Only the groove steep side of a dreadful-like mountain
Promises us a true good fate, the fruitful pain
None isn’t written, even beyond the brain
So we never made, the sea flows the deepest fountain
End of the poem
15 random poems
- what a poet must do by Raj Arumugam
- The Babysitters by Sylvia Plath
- To R. B. poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- The Fascination Of What’s Difficult by William Butler Yeats
- The Cross-Roads poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- An Experiment In Translation poem – Alfred Austin
- Island-Hearth by M. Ivana Trevisani Bach
- Song at the Feast of Brougham Castle by William Wordsworth
- As some vast Tropic tree, itself a wood (fragment) by Samuel Coleridge
- The Gardener XLIII: No, My Friends by Rabindranath Tagore
- Sher Afzul
- The Boy by William Henry Davies
- The Wish
- Sonnet CXXIV by William Shakespeare
- The AntiWorlds poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
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).
