I stood at the junction,
Not knowing which road to follow,
One cluttered with leaves,
While the other was purely laid out,
Like a cloth,
Hidden among the canopy was a brook,
Replenishing life itself for thirst,
Desire and lust felt by the nerves,
Anguishing branches cuddled stems,
As if my mind is drizzling,
Over a puddle of brown leaves,
Clouds covered the grey horizon,
A question arose out of nowhere,
The sapling grew over years,
Healing time and toil.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- To Beatrice Stuart–Wortley Ætat poem – Alfred Austin
- Robert Burns Country: In The Character Of A Ruined Farmer:
- The Call To Arms In Our Street by Winifred Mary Letts
- Solid, Ironical, Rolling Orb. by Walt Whitman
- To a person, they say, frigid, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s poem: A celle que l’on fit froide by T. Wignesan
- Николай Карамзин – Гимн слепых
- Song Of The Wandering Jew by William Wordsworth
- Brasilia by Sylvia Plath
- On the Wye in May poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Маяковский – Головотяпам
- A Prayer For Old Age by William Butler Yeats
- On Going Unnoticed by Robert Frost
- Владимир Маяковский – Эй! крестьянин, помни ты… (Главполитпросвет №43)
- I have outlived my own desires by Alexander Pushkin (Pouchkine)
- Tall Claims by Satish Verma
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Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
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