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
- Tempest poem – Alexander Pushkin
- Robert Burns: On A Bank Of Flowers:
- A Perfect World by Robby Charters
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Запретный плод
- Brown’s Descent by Robert Frost
- How Samson Bore Away the Gates of Gaza by Vachel Lindsay
- Аля Кудряшева – Я этой ночью уйду, не спи
- Омар Хайям – Не выращивай в сердце печали росток
- Psalm Three by Mahmoud Darwish
- The Devon Maid: Stanzas Sent In A Letter To B. R. Haydon poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet 3: Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest by William Shakespeare
- English Poetry. Madison Julius Cawein. Finale. Мэдисон Джулиус Кавейн.
- Night-Piece by Siegfried Sassoon
- The River Of Bees by W. S. Merwin
- Suppressed Stanzas of “The Vision” by Robert Burns
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).
