Top 100 Poems About: PARIS

In this page, poems on / about “paris” are listed.
  • 1.
    In Paris With You

    Don't talk to me of love. I've had an earful
    And I get tearful when I've downed a drink or two.
    I'm one of your talking wounded.
    I'm a hostage. I'm maroonded. read more »

    James Fenton
  • 2.
    Black Stone on Top of a White Stone

    I shall die in Paris, in a rainstorm,
    On a day I already remember.
    I shall die in Paris-- it does not bother me--
    Doubtless on a Thursday, like today, in autumn. read more »

    Cesar Vallejo
  • 3.
    For Selma

    In places like
    Selma, Alabama,
    Kids say,
    In places like read more »

    Langston Hughes
  • 4.
    (The sunshine seeks my little room)

    The sunshine seeks my little room
    To tell me Paris streets are gay;
    That children cry the lily bloom
    All up and down the leafy way; read more »

    Robert William Service
  • 5.
    Paris in Spring

    The city's all a-shining
    Beneath a fickle sun,
    A gay young wind's a-blowing,
    The little shower is done. read more »

    Sara Teasdale
  • 6.
    A Man Young And Old: X. His Wildness

    O bid me mount and sail up there
    Amid the cloudy wrack,
    For peg and Meg and Paris' love
    That had so straight a back, read more »

    William Butler Yeats
  • 7.
    Father Explains

    "There where that ray touches the plain
    And the shadows escape as if they really ran,
    Warsaw stands, open from all sides,
    A city not very old but quite famous. read more »

    Czeslaw Milosz
  • 8.
    In Paris

    Homes reach the stars, the sky's below,
    The land in smoke to it is near.
    Inside the big and happy Paris
    Remains the secretive despair. read more »

    Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
  • 9.


    Hesoid the Greek poet, lived in the latter part of read more »

  • 10.
    Menelaus and Helen


    Hot through Troy's ruin Menelaus broke
    To Priam's palace, sword in hand, to sate read more »

    Rupert Brooke
  • 11.
    A Rondel For Olivia

    She smiles at the mirror, eyes blue as the sky
    Dreaming of Paris and faraway places
    Of people she’ll meet, their stories, their faces
    Wishing that time would quickly go by read more »

    Annabel Cruz
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    Arthur Rimbaud
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