Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
126. Judith Viorst poet If I Were In Charge Of The World by Judith Viorst
If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel oatmeal,
8.20 22
127. Dylan Thomas poet A Child's Christmas In Wales by Dylan Thomas
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.
All the Christmases roll down toward the two-tongued sea, like a cold and headlong moon bundling down the sky that was our street; and they stop at the rim of the ice-edged fish-freezing waves, and I plunge my hands in the snow and bring out whatever I can find. In goes my hand into that wool-white bell-tongued ball of holidays resting at the rim of the carol-singing sea, and out come Mrs. Prothero and the firemen.
6.49 41
128. Jennifer Rondeau poet Fallen Angel by Jennifer Rondeau Rookie - 309 Points
I have fallen from sky,
Fallen to the ground,
8.17 106
129. Gwendolyn Brooks poet The Mother by Gwendolyn Brooks
Abortions will not let you forget.
You remember the children you got that you did not get,
8.00 19
130. Robert Murray Smith poet Ode To The Earth by Robert Murray Smith Gold Star - 280,348 Points
the earth we salute you our dot
in space
9.99 939
131. Christopher Marlowe poet The Passionate Shepherd To His Love by Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
6.54 46
132. Alfred Lord Tennyson poet Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson
It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
7.09 28
133. Christina Georgina Rossetti poet Echo by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
6.70 26
134. Charlotte Brontë poet Life by Charlotte Brontë
LIFE, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
7.39 39
135. Khalil Gibran poet On Pain by Khalil Gibran
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
8.14 20
136. Theodore Roethke poet My Papa's Waltz by Theodore Roethke
The whiskey on your breath
Could make a small boy dizzy;
7.74 25
137. Li Po poet Alone And Drinking Under The Moon by Li Po
Amongst the flowers I
am alone with my pot of wine
6.53 39
138. Stevie Smith poet Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
8.32 22
139. William Carlos Williams poet This Is Just To Say by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
6.89 18
140. Rabindranath Tagore poet Clouds And Waves by Rabindranath Tagore
Mother, the folk who live up in the clouds call out to me-
"We play from the time we wake till the day ends.
6.91 37
141. Margaret Atwood poet The Moment by Margaret Atwood
The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
8.22 9
142. Elizabeth Bishop poet The Fish by Elizabeth Bishop
I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
7.05 19
143. Sara Teasdale poet Advice To A Girl by Sara Teasdale
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
7.85 18
144. Thomas Hardy poet "I Said To Love" by Thomas Hardy
I said to Love,
"It is not now as in old days
6.14 25
145. Edna St. Vincent Millay poet What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why (Sonnet .. by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
7.91 16
146. Paul Laurence Dunbar poet Life's Tragedy by Paul Laurence Dunbar
It may be misery not to sing at all,
And to go silent through the brimming day;
7.49 28
147. Khalil Gibran poet Children by Khalil Gibran
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, 'Speak to us of Children.'
And he said:
6.39 37
148. Percy Bysshe Shelley poet Good-Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
6.96 30
149. Alice Walker poet Expect Nothing by Alice Walker
Expect nothing. Live frugally
On surprise.
7.63 27
150. Claude McKay poet If We Must Die by Claude McKay
If we must die, let it not be like hogs
Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,
8.01 26
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