909 match(es) found in poems

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
Elizabeth Bishop

If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking,

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
Emily Dickinson

One Perfect Rose

A single flow'r he sent me, since we met.
All tenderly his messenger he chose;
Dorothy Parker

Under One Small Star

My apologies to chance for calling it necessity.
My apologies to necessity if I'm mistaken, after all.
Wislawa Szymborska

Some One

Some one came knocking
At my wee, small door;
Walter de la Mare

As I Walked Out One Evening

As I walked out one evening,
Walking down Bristol Street,
WH Auden

No One So Much As You

No one so much as you
Loves this my clay,
Edward Thomas

One Sister Have I In Our House

One Sister have I in our house,
Emily Dickinson

The Wind, One Brilliant Day

The wind, one brilliant day, called
to my soul with an odor of jasmine.
Antonio Machado

To One Departed

Seraph! thy memory is to me
Like some enchanted far-off isle
Edgar Allan Poe

Ode To A Loved One

LEST as the immortal gods is he,
The youth who fondly sits by thee,

The Lucky Ones

stuck in the rain on the freeway, 6:15 p.m.,
these are the lucky ones, these are the
Charles Bukowski

To One In Paradise

Thou wast all that to me, love,
For which my soul did pine-
Edgar Allan Poe

At One O'Clock In The Morning

Alone, at last! Not a sound to be heard but the rumbling of some belated and decrepit cabs. For a few hours
we shall have silence, if not repose. At last the tyranny of the human face has disappeared, and I myself shall be the
Charles Baudelaire

I Want To Go With The One I Love

Ich will mit dem gehen, den ich liebe.
Bertolt Brecht

The Loneliness One Dare Not Sound

The Loneliness One dare not sound—
Emily Dickinson

One Thirty-Six A.M.

I laugh sometimes when I think about
Charles Bukowski

One Cigarette

No smoke without you, my fire.
After you left,
Edwin Morgan

One And Twenty

LONG-EXPECTED one and twenty
Ling'ring year at last has flown,
Samuel Johnson

In Youth I Have Known One

How often we forget all time, when lone
Admiring Nature's universal throne;
Edgar Allan Poe

Amoretti Lxxv: One Day I Wrote Her Name

One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Edmund Spenser

The Weary One

The weary one, orphan
of the masses, the self,
Pablo Neruda

When Stretch'D On One's Bed

When stretch'd on one's bed
With a fierce-throbbing head,
Jane Austen

Sometimes With One I Love

SOMETIMES with one I love, I fill myself with rage, for fear I effuse
Walt Whitman

Before The Birth Of One Of Her Children

All things within this fading world hath end,
Adversity doth still our joys attend;
Anne Bradstreet

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