A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
Did you know?Explore Trending and Topic pages for more stories like this.
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
312 Like 53 Dislike
Previous poetry Next poetry
Other poetry

Brighter Skies

If you awake to one more dreary day,

an empty heart with empty hours to kill,

rem

EK PAL OR HOTAY

Kaash Mere Paas Kuch Pal To Aur Hota...

Aaj Tujhe Yaad Kar Main Yun Naa Rota...

I

Worthless Love

No stupid love song can describe how I feel

Sometimes the words other people say

Who Nose...

Some areas long as hoses

You buy at a garden store.

Mine can be used to smell ros

Love Coming..

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,

With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca

We'll Take Fall Together

Shall we take Fall together,

go sifting through the fallen leaves

and gaze upon t

A Voice Behind

When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks

When a sound of despair in my heart rings

I'

Heartbroken And Confused

My heart feels like it's torn in two,

Why can't I just be with you?

Every day ano

KUCHH LOG JADA JANTE HAI

कुछ लोग जो ज़्यादा जानते हैं, इन्सान

I Was Wrong!

I thought I saw you the other day

I was wrong

I thought I heard your voice

<

Sign up to write
Sign up now to share your poetry.
Login   |   Register
Follow Us
Indyaspeak @ Facebook Indyaspeak @ Twitter Indyaspeak @ Pinterest RSS



Play Free Quiz and Win Cash