Top 500 Poems


# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
126. 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 27
127. Dylan Thomas poet Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
7.98 29
128. Edmund Spenser poet My Love Is Like To Ice by Edmund Spenser
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great
6.13 45
129. Sara Teasdale poet Advice To A Girl by Sara Teasdale
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
7.85 20
130. Gwendolyn Brooks poet To Be In Love by Gwendolyn Brooks
To be in love
Is to touch with a lighter hand.
8.02 15
131. Fabrizio Frosini poet Nocturnal Snowing by Fabrizio Frosini Gold Star - 159,339 Points
«Let this fluffy snow fall upon our
Dreams and make them shine! »
9.67 224
132. 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 30
133. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poet A Gleam Of Sunshine by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This is the place. Stand still, my steed,
Let me review the scene,
6.15 33
134. 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
135. 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
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. Stevie Smith poet Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
8.32 21
138. 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.
7.01 42
139. Khalil Gibran poet On Pain by Khalil Gibran
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.
8.14 21
140. William Carlos Williams poet This Is Just To Say by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
6.91 18
141. 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
142. 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 29
143. Patrick Kavanagh poet On Raglan Road by Patrick Kavanagh
On Raglan Road on an autumn day I met her first and knew
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue;
7.38 19
144. 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
145. 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 25
146. Edwin Arlington Robinson poet A Happy Man by Edwin Arlington Robinson
When these graven lines you see,
Traveller, do not pity me;
6.30 46
147. 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 15
148. Oscar Wilde poet Her Voice by Oscar Wilde
THE wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
6.85 31
149. Robert Burns poet A Fond Kiss by Robert Burns
A fond kiss, and then we sever;
A farewell, and then forever!
6.88 29
150. Margaret Atwood poet The Moment by Margaret Atwood
The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
8.22 9
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