Latest quotes | Random quotes | Vote! | Latest comments | Submit quote

Two Paths

Two paths diverged because it was cold,
I marked the real destination on the map;
Somewhere there was a road of significance,
It had made all the congregation.

The roses of the roads were a proof,
That a congregation mattered,
We danced around and spat at the grass,
To sound like matters withdrawn.

At midday the fields struck camp,
A goal for the war was around in skill.
Roses fathered us when we were young,
Flowers sold their mark soon enough.

poem by Report problemRelated quotes
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Share
 
 
This text contains a mistake
This text is duplicate
The author of this text is another person
Another problem

More info, if necessary

Your name

Your e-mail

Search


Recent searches | Top searches