Top 100 Poems About: SUNSET

In this page, poems on / about “sunset” are listed.
  • 1.
    A Sunset Of The City

    Already I am no longer looked at with lechery or love.
    My daughters and sons have put me away with marbles and dolls,
    Are gone from the house.
    My husband and lovers are pleasant or somewhat polite read more »

    Gwendolyn Brooks
  • 2.
    Just Beyond The Sunset

    Just beyond the sunset
    Someone waits for me
    Just beyond the sunset
    Lies my destiny read more »

    David Harris
  • 3.
    From Sunset To Star Rise

    Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not:
    I am no summer friend, but wintry cold,
    A silly sheep benighted from the fold,
    A sluggard with a thorn-choked garden plot. read more »

    Christina Georgina Rossetti
  • 4.

    Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colors
    which it passes to a row of ancient trees.
    You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you
    one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth. read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
  • 5.
    A Sunset

    I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens,
    Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens,
    In numerous leafage bosomed close;
    Whether the mist in reefs of fire extend its reaches sheer, read more »

    Victor Marie Hugo
  • 6.
    Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup


    Bring me the sunset in a cup,
    Reckon the morning's flagons up read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 7.
    The Sunset Years Of Samuel Shy

    Master I may be,
    But not of my fate.
    Now come the kisses, too many too late.
    Tell me, O Parcae, read more »

    Ogden Nash
  • 8.
    Sunset At Night—is Natural


    Sunset at Night—is natural—
    But Sunset on the Dawn read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 9.
    An Ignorance A Sunset


    An ignorance a Sunset
    Confer upon the Eye— read more »

    Emily Dickinson
  • 10.
    A Touch Of Sunset

    There is a tide mysterious as the sea,
    Dividing light and darkness endlessly,
    West of the moment's own necessity. read more »

    Sandra Fowler
  • 11.
    A Sunset Song

    I sit beside the hearth fire of your words,
    A temporary light by feelings heard.
    Beyond the dark rim, winter's killing fields
    Encroach upon a heart by memory sealed. read more »

    Sandra Fowler
  • 12.
    At Sunset

    To-night the west o'er-brims with warmest dyes;
    Its chalice overflows
    With pools of purple colouring the skies,
    Aflood with gold and rose; read more »

    Emily Pauline Johnson
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