Top 100 Poems About: BEAUTIFUL

In this page, poems on / about “beautiful” are listed.
  • 1.
    Dover Beach

    The sea is calm to-night.
    The tide is full, the moon lies fair
    Upon the straits; - on the French coast the light
    Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, read more »

    Matthew Arnold
  • 2.
    My Mistress' Eyes Are Nothing Like The Sun (Sonnet 130)

    My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
    Coral is far more red than her lips' red;
    If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
    If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 3.
    Phenomenal Woman

    Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
    I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
    But when I start to tell them,
    They think I'm telling lies. read more »

    Maya Angelou
  • 4.
    Beauty Xxv

    And a poet said, 'Speak to us of Beauty.'

    Where shall you seek beauty, and how shall you find her unless she herself be your way and your guide? read more »

    Khalil Gibran
  • 5.
    Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18)

    Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
    Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
    Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
    And summer's lease hath all too short a date. read more »

    William Shakespeare
  • 6.
    Before The Throne Of Beauty Xxvi

    One heavy day I ran away from the grim face of society and the dizzying clamor of the city and directed my weary step to the spacious alley. I pursued the beckoning course of the rivulet and the musical sounds of the birds until I reached a lonely spot where the flowing branches of the trees prevented the sun from the touching the earth.

    I stood there, and it was entertaining to my soul - my thirsty soul who had seen naught but the mirage of life instead of its sweetness. read more »

    Khalil Gibran
  • 7.
    Ode To A Naked Beauty

    With chaste heart, and pure
    I celebrate you, my beauty,
    restraining my blood read more »

    Pablo Neruda
  • 8.

    WHAT does it mean? Tired, angry, and ill at ease,
    No man, woman, or child alive could please
    Me now. And yet I almost dare to laugh
    Because I sit and frame an epitaph- read more »

    Edward Thomas
  • 9.
    Beauty And Beauty

    When Beauty and Beauty meet
    All naked, fair to fair,
    The earth is crying-sweet,
    And scattering-bright the air, read more »

    Rupert Brooke
  • 10.
    Her Beautiful Eyes

    O her beautiful eyes! they are as blue as the dew
    On the violet's bloom when the morning is new, read more »

    James Whitcomb Riley
  • 11.
    She Walks In Beauty

    She walks in Beauty, like the night
    Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
    And all that's best of dark and bright
    Meet in her aspect and her eyes: read more »

    George Gordon Byron
  • 12.
    Her Beautiful Hands

    Your hands- they are strangely fair!
    O Fair- for the jewels that sparkle there,-
    Fair- for the witchery of the spell read more »

    James Whitcomb Riley
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