Top 500 Poems
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| # | Title | Poet |
| 451. |
In Paris With You
Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two. |
by James Fenton on 1/1/2000 |
| 452. |
Affliction
When thou didst entice to thee my heart,
I thought the service brave: |
by George Herbert on 1/1/2000 |
| 453. |
Vitaï Lampada
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win -- |
by Sir Henry Newbolt on 1/1/2000 |
| 454. |
White Apples
when my father had been dead a week
I woke |
by Donald Hall on 1/1/2000 |
| 455. |
The First And Last Time
Since we first met, I can’t seem to forget you
You mesmerize me with your beautiful face |
by Jhustin Sanao on 1/1/2000 |
| 456. |
Ash Wednesday
I
Because I do not hope to turn again |
by Thomas Stearns Eliot on 1/1/2000 |
| 457. |
The Masks of Love
I come in from a walk
With you |
by Alden Nowlan on 1/1/2000 |
| 458. |
A Woman to her Lover
Do you come to me to bend me to your will
as conqueror to the vanquished |
by Christina Walsh on 1/1/2000 |
| 459. |
Sun and Shadow
As I look from the isle, o'er its billows of green,
To the billows of foam-crested blue, |
by Oliver Wendell Holmes on 1/1/2000 |
| 460. |
City That Does Not Sleep
In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep. |
by Federico García Lorca on 1/1/2000 |
| 461. |
Buried alive
Inside that feeling of depression..........
It's not just a silly superstiotion........... |
by emo girl on 1/1/2000 |
| 462. |
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies; |
by George Gordon Lord Byron on 1/1/2000 |
| 463. |
America the Beautiful
O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain, |
by Katharine Lee Bates on 1/1/2000 |
| 464. |
Dreams
Here we are all, by day; by night we're hurl'd
By dreams, each one into a several world. |
by Robert Herrick on 1/1/2000 |
| 465. |
Ballad of the Moon
translated by Will Kirkland
The moon came into the forge |
by Federico García Lorca on 1/1/2000 |
| 466. |
BOMB
|
by Gregory Corso on 1/1/2000 |
| 467. |
History of the Night
Through the course of generations
men brought the night into being. |
by Jorge Luis Borges on 1/1/2000 |
| 468. |
The Seed-Shop
Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie,
Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand, |
by Muriel Stuart on 1/1/2000 |
| 469. |
True Love
It is true love because
I put on eyeliner and a concerto and make pungent observations about the great issues of the day |
by Judith Viorst on 1/1/2000 |
| 470. |
Why Me?
When the hopes are hassled
And relationships are rattled |
by Dr Hitesh Sheth on 1/1/2000 |
| 471. |
What a mother should be
A mother is the one who loves you
A mother puts no drug above you |
by carlisa smith on 1/1/2000 |
| 472. |
A New Poet
Finding a new poet
is like finding a new wildflower |
by Linda Pastan on 1/1/2000 |
| 473. |
Hurt Hawks
I
The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, |
by Robinson Jeffers on 1/1/2000 |
| 474. |
What Were They Like?
Did the people of Viet Nam
use lanterns of stone? |
by Denise Levertov on 1/1/2000 |
| 475. |
One Cigarette
No smoke without you, my fire.
After you left, |
by Edwin Morgan on 1/1/2000 |
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