Top 100 Poems About: DESPAIR


In this page, poems on / about “despair” are listed.

  • 13.
    Secret Music

    I keep such music in my brain
    No din this side of death can quell;
    Glory exulting over pain,
    And beauty, garlanded in hell. read more »

    Siegfried Sassoon
  • 14.
    Love's Vicissitudes

    AS Love and Hope together
    Walk by me for a while,
    Link-armed the ways they travel
    For many a pleasant mile - read more »

    Robert Louis Stevenson
  • 15.
    Despair's advantage is achieved

    799

    Despair's advantage is achieved
    By suffering—Despair— read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 16.
    Superfluous were the Sun

    999

    Superfluous were the Sun
    When Excellence be dead read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 17.
    On a Theme by Thomas Merton

    "Adam, where are you?"
              God's hands
    palpate darkness, the void
    that is Adam's inattention, read more »

    Denise Levertov
  • 18.
    A song of despair

    The night rain sing a song
    Over the hills of my silence
    To benumb my soul all along,
    Grief breaks my heart fence read more »

    VIPINS PUTHOORAN
  • 19.
    October, 1803

    . These times strike monied worldlings with dismay:
    Even rich men, brave by nature, taint the air
    With words of apprehension and despair:
    While tens of thousands, thinking on the affray, read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 20.
    Sonnet XXVI: I Ever Love

    To Despair

    I ever love where never hope appears,
    Yet hope draws on my never-hoping care, read more »

    Michael Drayton
  • 21.
    A Slant of Sun on Dull Brown Walls

    A slant of sun on dull brown walls,
    A forgotten sky of bashful blue.

    Toward God a mighty hymn, read more »

    Stephen Crane
  • 22.
    Ein Yahav

    A night drive to Ein Yahav in the Arava Desert,
    a drive in the rain. Yes, in the rain.
    There I met people who grow date palms,
    there I saw tamarisk trees and risk trees, read more »

    Yehuda Amichai
  • 23.
    >>Blank space

    Like a painter I run a brush
    Over the canvas to blossom
    The flowers of emptiness
    In the garden of namelessness read more »

    Abdul Wahab
  • 24.
    Contrasts

    I see the tall church steeples,
    They reach so far, so far,
    But the eyes of my heart see the world’s great mart,
    Where the starving people are. read more »

    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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