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
- Here War Is Simple by W H Auden
- If You Only Knew by Robert Desnos
- Fine Apricot Lodge by Wang Wei
- As With A Senryu S Hardening Ridge
- Sonnet Of Motherhood XXXI poem – Zora Bernice May Cross poems
- Ок Мельникова – Заповедь номер одиннадцать
- The Last Breath of a Ship by Tri Tran
- Как Лера чудо искала
- Book Second [School-Time Continued] by William Wordsworth
- The Tears of Scotland by Tobias Smollett
- Mourning poem – Andrew Marvell poems
- Noon by Philip Levine
- Ольга Берггольц – Анна Ахматова в 1941 году в Ленинграде
- Devonshire Street W.1 poem – John Betjeman poems | Poems and Poetry
- Jerusalem Delivered – Book 02 – part 04 by Torquato Tasso
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).
