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
- Becalmed and Bewildered by Thomas J Camp
- Specula by Thomas Edward Brown
- Федор Сологуб – Знаю знанием последним
- Disillusionment Of Ten O’clock by Wallace Stevens
- The Cactus
- English Poetry. Thomas Moore. From “The Odes of Anacreon”. Ode 56. Томас Мур.
- Devotion to Duty by Siegfried Sassoon
- Hoppleroopleoopledook by Pornika Ganguly
- Morning Poem #39 by Wanda Phipps
- The Gardener IV: Ah Me by Rabindranath Tagore
- To The Small Celandine by William Wordsworth
- After Midnight by Walid Saba
- A Petition poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- Elegy on the late Miss Burnet of Monboddo by Robert Burns
- The King Of Sweden by William Wordsworth
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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).
