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
- Николай Языков – Элегия (Есть много всяких мук – и много я их знаю)
- Николай Некрасов – Деревенские новости
- Epigram pinned to Mrs. Riddell’s carriage by Robert Burns
- Mujer Libanesa I poem – Amir Ibn Tawfik poems | Poems and Poetry
- A Kind of Life by Stanley Wilkin
- Robert Burns: Remorse: Fragment
- What We Need Is Here by Wendell Berry
- Владимир Маяковский – Товарищ! Шахтер раздет… (РОСТА №603)
- Sonnet 05 poem – John Milton poems
- Ariosto Orlando Furioso Canto X 91 99
- Shillin’ a Day by Rudyard Kipling
- Changing Of The Seasons by Shel Silverstein
- Minnesang by Neil Outar
- Eucalyptus Grove, morning by Neal Dachstadter
- The Change by Tony Hoagland
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).
