Top 500 Poems
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When You Wake Tomorrow
by Brian Patten
I will give you a poem when you wake tomorrow.
It will be a peaceful poem.
A Ballad Of Death
by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Kneel down, fair Love, and fill thyself with tears,
Girdle thyself with sighing for a girth
by Robinson Jeffers
I had walked since dawn and lay down to rest on a bare hillside
Above the ocean. I saw through half-shut eyelids a vulture wheeling
by Seamus Heaney
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
by Letitia Elizabeth Landon
Ay, gaze upon her rose-wreathed hair,
And gaze upon her smile;
A Monk Sips Morning Tea
by Matsuo Basho
A monk sips morning tea,
The House On The Hill
by Edwin Arlington Robinson
They are all gone away,
The house is shut and still,
~ Why Hack My She ~
by MS. NIVEDITA BAGCHI SPC. UK.
Why hack my mind?
I can be bare and nude.
In A Dark Time
by Theodore Roethke
In a dark time, the eye begins to see,
I meet my shadow in the deepening shade;
by Henry Van Dyke
Too Slow for those who Wait,
by Derek Walcott
Broad sun-stoned beaches.
Before The Dawn
by Federico García Lorca
But like love
The House With Nobody In It
by Joyce Kilmer
Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track
I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black.
by Vikram Seth
Since for me now you have no warmth to spare
I sense I must adopt a sane and spare
Since Hanna Moved Away
by Judith Viorst
The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
How Soon Hath Time
by John Milton
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year!
For My Daughter
by David Ignatow
When I die choose a star
and name it after me
by Carolyn Forché
What you have heard is true. I was in his house.
His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. His
Personal Letter No. 3
by Sonia Sanchez
nothing will keep
us young you know
Jenny Kissed Me
by James Henry Leigh Hunt
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Aunt Jennifer's Tigers
by Adrienne Rich
Aunt Jennifer's tigers prance across a screen,
Bright topaz denizens of a world of green.
Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror
by John Ashbery
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand
Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer
A Poet For A Lover (Adult)
by C.J. Heck
Give me a poet for a lover
whose words stroke me like velvet hands.
Defence Of Fort Mchenry (Stars And Stripes Forever)
by Francis Scott Key
O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
by Boris Pasternak
It snowed and snowed ,the whole world over,
Snow swept the world from end to end.