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
- Come by Samuel Stephen Wakdok
- Palanquin Bearers by Sarojini Naidu
- angel_of_better_days_to_come.html
- The Voice of Robert Desnos by Robert Desnos
- Гавриил Державин – Желание в горняя
- Reminiscence Of Mahomed Akram
- The Moods by William Butler Yeats
- Plague Victims Catapulted Over Walls Into Besieged City by Thomas Lux
- Lycidas poem – John Milton poems
- My Garden by Thomas Edward Brown
- Ольга Берггольц – Я так хочу, так верю, так люблю
- Atalanta’s Race by William Morris
- music.html
- Postip by Manolo Arriola
- Remembering Mountain Men by William Stafford
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).
