Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
376. Patrick Kavanagh poet Inniskeen Road: July Evening by Patrick Kavanagh
The bicycles go by in twos and threes -
There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,
6.18 4
377. Simon Armitage poet About His Person by Simon Armitage
Five pounds fifty in change, exactly,
a library card on its date of expiry.
7.13 4
378. ramesh rai poet I Searched You by ramesh rai Gold Star - 12,616 Points
I searched you in Mosque, Church,
temple, Gurudwara, and at so many places
7.54 147
379. sathya narayana poet My Dark Nights by sathya narayana Rookie - 79 Points
At the distant verge of the horizon
Slowly submerging is the weary Sun
8.99 110
380. Amy Lowell poet Patterns by Amy Lowell
I walk down the garden-paths,
And all the daffodils
6.83 8
381. Jack Kerouac poet Haiku (The Taste...) by Jack Kerouac
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
7.21 12
382. Kabir poet Abode Of The Beloved by Kabir
Oh Companion That Abode Is Unmatched,
Where My Complete Beloved Is.
6.25 10
383. Marge Piercy poet A Work Of Artifice by Marge Piercy
The bonsai tree
in the attractive pot
6.87 6
384. Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi poet Be With Those Who Help Your Being by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Be with those who help your being.
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
5.81 4
385. Marge Piercy poet To Be Of Use by Marge Piercy
The people I love the best
jump into work head first
6.26 5
386. Emily Jane Brontë poet "A Little While, A Little While..." by Emily Jane Brontë
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
5.41 8
387. Robert Herrick poet Dreams by Robert Herrick
Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world.
5.81 19
388. Anne Bradstreet poet To My Dear And Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
6.62 5
389. Charles Baudelaire poet Anywhere Out Of The World by Charles Baudelaire
This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to
suffer in front of the stove, and ano
5.82 3
390. Arthur Rimbaud poet Novel by Arthur Rimbaud
I.
No one's serious at seventeen.
7.39 7
391. Muriel Stuart poet In The Orchard by Muriel Stuart
'I thought you loved me.' 'No, it was only fun.'
'When we stood there, closer than all?' 'Well, the harvest moon
6.90 13
392. Shel Silverstein poet Hug O'War by Shel Silverstein
I will not play at tug o' war.
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
7.17 2
393. Galway Kinnell poet Oatmeal by Galway Kinnell
I eat oatmeal for breakfast.
I make it on the hot plate and put skimmed milk on it.
5.89 3
394. Sir Henry Newbolt poet Vitaï Lampada by Sir Henry Newbolt
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win --
7.45 5
395. Richard Lovelace poet " To His Fairest Valentine Mrs. A. L. by Richard Lovelace
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
5.88 11
396. Eugene Field poet Little Boy Blue by Eugene Field
The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
6.66 8
397. Sarojini Naidu poet Coromandel Fishers by Sarojini Naidu
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,
The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all nig
6.31 6
398. jim foulk poet Lonely Am I by jim foulk Rookie
Lonely are the nights
Lonely are the days
8.84 28
399. Edmund Spenser poet Sonnet 54 by Edmund Spenser
Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
6.15 14
400. James Fenton poet In Paris With You by James Fenton Rookie
Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.
8.36 8
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