Anonymous Poems

41. The Braes O'Yarrow 1/3/2003
42. O Burr 1/4/2003
43. Midnight Special 1/3/2003
44. The Dowie Houms Of Yarrow 1/4/2003
45. The Twelve Days Of Christmas 12/15/2014
46. The Bonnie House O' Airlie 1/4/2003
47. Hey Nonny No! 1/4/2003
48. Courage 1/3/2015
49. Riddle 1/3/2003
50. Helen Of Kirconnell 1/4/2003
51. The Queen's Marie 1/4/2003
52. Madrigal, Davison's Poetical Rhapsody 1/4/2003
53. Old English Riddle 1/20/2003
54. The Wife Of Usher's Well 1/4/2003
55. The Nut-Brown Maid 1/4/2003
56. The Bells Of Hell 1/3/2003
57. Twa Corbies 1/3/2003
58. Key To Friendship 12/10/2014
59. Spring-Tide 1/4/2003
60. The Lass Of Lochroyan 1/4/2003
61. The Lover In Winter Plaineth For The Spring 1/3/2003
62. Preparations 1/4/2003
63. Lusty May 1/4/2003
64. Soldiers Who Wish To Be A Hero 1/3/2003
65. Pipe And Can 1/4/2003
66. She'Ll Be Comin' Round The Mountain 1/3/2003
67. To A Nun 1/3/2003
68. London Bells 1/3/2003
69. My Love In Her Attire 1/3/2003
70. My Heart Is High Above 1/4/2003
71. The Wakening, John Attye's First Book Of Airs 1/4/2003
72. Binnorie 1/4/2003
73. Balow 1/4/2003
74. This World's Joy 1/4/2003
75. Icarus, Robert Jones's Second Book Of Songs And Airs 1/4/2003
76. Carol 1/4/2003
77. The Forsaken Bride 1/3/2003
78. The Seven Virgins 1/4/2003
79. The Old Cloak 1/4/2003
80. Edom O'Gordon 1/3/2003

Comments about Anonymous

  • anonymous (5/9/2018 10:32:00 AM)

    joe flacco is not elite dont @ me

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  • Prashant (5/3/2018 6:51:00 PM)

    Wrong poem

  • - file not found. (4/15/2018 10:20:00 PM)

    when i was little i always thought
    that every star was just the moon,
    little pieces broken off because
    the moon decided he didn't need them.
    now i believe that every star
    just simply wishes to be the moon,
    and that they dream of being
    caressed by the eyes of
    every person who sees them
    instead of the moon stepping in
    and stealing every glance.

    - jealousy

  • Your love. (4/13/2018 10:52:00 PM)

    I love you, And, every bit of me hurts.

  • Henry (4/10/2018 4:17:00 PM)

    hi everyone i just made a poem! !

  • 12 Months (3/8/2018 9:29:00 PM)

    Remember me?
    The girl you come to when you’re in need.
    The girl who’s always waiting at the corner until someone approaches me.
    The girl who’s ready to answer with a “yes” when someone asks.
    The girl who’s ready to sacrifice her time just for the sake of one.
    The girl who will do anything when one asks without a single plead.
    The real question is, will you remember that girl when you’re done?

  • l o v e l y (3/7/2018 2:10:00 PM)

    you broke me like a child breaks a plate. you apologized but did not have the decency to sweep me up.

  • M A Brooks (2/19/2018 11:07:00 PM)

    In 1958, a man named Arthur W. Reason came to our school in St. Louis, MO and read a poem that he wrote to my class, entitled, Mr. Nobody. All I remember is there was a man upon the stair, a little man who wasn't there. It had a similar premise as the poem listed here by Anonymous.

  • marusia (1/4/2018 11:05:00 AM)

    Good that I don’t have a gun
    Otherwise it will shoot
    In my head, boom and I’m gone.
    Good there is no gun
    It would not lay down
    Boom, completed cruel plan.
    Maybe I should get one?
    A tiny little gun?
    Good, to have a gun
    With shaking hands, I raise it up
    Sorry for the things I left undone.

  • mr cc of m (12/26/2017 7:43:00 PM)

    The day after.

    The day after what would I see?

    Dad having a reality check?

    mums head a total wreck?

    partner totally lost without a clue?

    Brother cannot understand that he now is one and not two?

    friends gathered around

    To never hear again my unique sound?

    My cat sat on my empty chair

    Myself in a pit of despair

    Why did I have to go there?

Best Poem of Anonymous

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

To every thing there is a season,
and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to ...

Read the full of Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Edom O'Gordon

It fell about the Martinmas,
When the wind blew shrill and cauld,
Said Edom o' Gordon to his men,
'We maun draw to a hauld.

'And whatna hauld sall we draw to,
My merry men and me?
We will gae to the house of the Rodes,
To see that fair ladye.'

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