Top 500 Poems
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As Soon As Fred Gets Out Of Bed
by Jack Prelutsky
As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
To Be In Love
by Gwendolyn Brooks
To be in love
Is to touch with a lighter hand.
by Nikki Giovanni
I always like summer
If I Were In Charge Of The World
by Judith Viorst
If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel oatmeal,
Internally Displaced Persons (Idps)
by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
They leave their homes
The Arrow And The Song
by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
All Things Will Die
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
All Things will Die
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing
Who Ever Loved That Loved Not At First Sight?
by Christopher Marlowe
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
by Marieta Maglas
This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.
Acta est fabula plaudite
by Rainer Maria Rilke
My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
For Whom The Bell Tolls
by John Donne
PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he
knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so
Sonnet 43 - How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
Love, What Is Love
by Robert Louis Stevenson
LOVE - what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
' Emeralds And Black Diamonds...
by Frank James Ryan Jr (FjR)
Lie down lass, with me, in sage green meadows
Your blouse flouncing open, in the teasing breeze
Miss ', I Really Miss (101) /500 ###
by Hasmukh Amathalal
I was stepping in to become young
I thought it is nice journey but too long
Homage To My Hips
by Lucille Clifton
these hips are big hips.
they need space to
A Moments Indulgence
by Rabindranath Tagore
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
Prayer Before Birth
by Louis Macneice
I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
My Last Duchess
by Robert Browning
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
A Sort Of A Song
by William Carlos Williams
Let the snake wait under
A Strange Wild Song
by Lewis Carroll
He thought he saw an Elephant
That practised on a fife:
A Golden Day
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
I Found you and I lost you,
All on a gleaming day.
by John Masefield
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
by Robert William Service
Three times I had the lust to kill,
To clutch a throat so young and fair,
by Robert Louis Stevenson
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?