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
- Nineteen Hundred And Nineteen by William Butler Yeats
- The Gravy Train by Michael Levy
- Motel Seedy by Thomas Lux
- A Tribute to Henry M. Stanley by William Topaz McGonagall
- Иван Бунин – Ночного неба свод далекий
- Astigmatism poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Маяковский – Песня-молния
- Robert Burns: Out Over The Forth:
- The Sparrow’s Nest by William Wordsworth
- The Storm by Rainbow Reed
- Николай Заболоцкий – Поэт
- The Coming Of Wisdom With Time by William Butler Yeats
- The Moods by William Butler Yeats
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Есть много всяких мук – и много я их знаю)
- Giving Myself Up by Mark Strand
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).
