Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
151. Elizabeth Bishop poet The Fish by Elizabeth Bishop
I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
7.05 21
152. Siegfried Sassoon poet Suicide In The Trenches by Siegfried Sassoon
I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
8.72 35
153. Rainer Maria Rilke poet A Walk by Rainer Maria Rilke
My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
5.97 18
154. Ezra Pound poet A Girl by Ezra Pound
The tree has entered my hands,
The sap has ascended my arms,
6.15 12
155. 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
156. 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
157. Carl Sandburg poet Fog by Carl Sandburg
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
7.68 15
158. Robert William Service poet A Grain Of Sand by Robert William Service
If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
6.58 32
159. Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet Sonnet 14 - If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Nought by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
XIV
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
6.95 25
160. 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
161. 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
162. Thomas Hardy poet "I Said To Love" by Thomas Hardy
I said to Love,
"It is not now as in old days
6.17 25
163. Robert Louis Stevenson poet Love, What Is Love by Robert Louis Stevenson
LOVE - what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
7.43 45
164. Marieta Maglas poet Latina Time by Marieta Maglas Gold Star - 9,602 Points
This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.
Acta est fabula plaudite
9.36 576
165. John Clare poet All Nature Has A Feeling by John Clare
All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks
Are life eternal: and in silence they
6.46 59
166. Christopher Marlowe poet Who Ever Loved That Loved Not At First Sight? by Christopher Marlowe
It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is overruled by fate.
7.03 24
167. Wendell Berry poet The Peace Of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
When despair grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
9.51 22
168. Ted Kooser poet A Birthday Poem by Ted Kooser
Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
6.51 27
169. Edwin Arlington Robinson poet A Happy Man by Edwin Arlington Robinson
When these graven lines you see,
Traveller, do not pity me;
6.30 49
170. 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 20
171. Stevie Smith poet Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
8.32 21
172. Robert Burns poet A Fond Kiss by Robert Burns
A fond kiss, and then we sever;
A farewell, and then forever!
6.88 32
173. Robert Browning poet My Last Duchess by Robert Browning
FERRARA.
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
7.25 21
174. Alfred Lord Tennyson poet Crossing The Bar by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
6.35 21
175. Robert Browning poet A Woman's Last Word by Robert Browning
I.
Let's contend no more, Love,
6.10 40
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