Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
176. Alfred Lord Tennyson poet The Brook by Alfred Lord Tennyson
I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally
7.12 37
177. 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
178. Dorothy Parker poet A Dream Lies Dead by Dorothy Parker
A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
7.46 16
179. William Carlos Williams poet A Sort Of A Song by William Carlos Williams
Let the snake wait under
his weed
5.95 17
180. Robert Browning poet A Woman's Last Word by Robert Browning
I.
Let's contend no more, Love,
6.10 40
181. Benjamin Zephaniah poet Dis Poetry by Benjamin Zephaniah
Dis poetry is like a riddim dat drops
De tongue fires a riddim dat shoots like shots
7.38 24
182. Hilaire Belloc poet Tarantella by Hilaire Belloc
Do you remember an Inn,
Miranda?
6.74 35
183. Robert William Service poet A Hero by Robert William Service
Three times I had the lust to kill,
To clutch a throat so young and fair,
6.06 51
184. Robert Louis Stevenson poet The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
7.05 29
185. Ted Kooser poet A Birthday Poem by Ted Kooser
Just past dawn, the sun stands
with its heavy red head
6.51 27
186. Anaïs Nin poet Risk by Anaïs Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk
8.14 16
187. John Donne poet For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he
knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so
6.72 18
188. Alfred Lord Tennyson poet All Things Will Die by Alfred Lord Tennyson
All Things will Die
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing
6.16 18
189. Charles Baudelaire poet Be Drunk by Charles Baudelaire
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
6.67 15
190. Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet Sonnet 43 - How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
XLIII
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
7.42 24
191. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poet The Arrow And The Song by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
6.52 15
192. John Masefield poet Sea Fever by John Masefield
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
7.92 34
193. 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
194. Shel Silverstein poet Where The Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
and before the street begins,
6.16 39
195. Li Po poet Alone Looking At The Mountain by Li Po
All the birds have flown up and gone;
A lonely cloud floats leisurely by.
6.66 40
196. George Gordon Byron poet She Walks In Beauty by George Gordon Byron
She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
7.81 30
197. Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi poet A Moment Of Happiness by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
6.12 28
198. Adrian Henri poet Love Is... by Adrian Henri
Love is...
Love is feeling cold in the back of vans
6.79 35
199. Claude McKay poet America by Claude McKay
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,
5.37 17
200. Lewis Carroll poet A Strange Wild Song by Lewis Carroll
He thought he saw an Elephant
That practised on a fife:
6.65 29
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