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Sudhansu Senapati
"Come over the hills and far with me, And be my love in the rain. Come, be my love in the wet woods; come, Where the boughs rain when it blows. Oh, come forth into the storm and rout And be my love in the rain." ~ Robert Frost A poem from Robert Frost
A poem from Robert Frost
read moreMrunalini Deo
For the last time, Self love is not a crime Tis the tender warmth Seeping and healing the frost bites! #selflove #love #warm #frost
Diwa
Sheets of iced water, Frozen onto breathing ground-- Green leaves turning brown. Haiku: "Frost" #Frost #diwa #kwentongdiwa #haiku #yqbaba
Haiku: "Frost" #Frost #diwa #kwentongdiwa #Haiku #yqbaba
read moreKAUR
The woods are lovely,dark and deep, But i have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep, and miles to go before I sleep... ©KAUR #Robert frost
#Robert frost
read moreRahima
All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken, The crownless again shall be king. ©Rahima #Frost #Strong #strength #lost
Sanjana Kumar
would you really put out the fire even when all is turning to frost? would you really not wait till the ringing bells take a toll on you, love? I'll turn away the spotlights for this show, yes. Love me, maybe? Frost. Love me, maybe? (6) #lovememaybe #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes #love #yourquote
Frost. Love me, maybe? (6) #lovememaybe #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes love #yourquote
read moreSK Poetic
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. ©S Talks with Shubham Kumar #dusk The Road Not Taken BY ROBERT FROST