Top 100 Poems About: WORLD

In this page, poems on / about “world” are listed.
  • 1.
    And The Moon And The Stars And The World

    Long walks at night--
    that's what good for the soul:
    peeking into windows
    watching tired housewives read more »

    Charles Bukowski
  • 2.
    If I Were In Charge Of The World

    If I were in charge of the world
    I'd cancel oatmeal,
    Monday mornings,
    Allergy shots, and also Sara Steinberg. read more »

    Judith Viorst
  • 3.
    The World Is Too Much With Us; Late And Soon

    The world is too much with us; late and soon,
    Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers:
    Little we see in Nature that is ours;
    We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon! read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 4.
    The World Is A Beautiful Place

    The world is a beautiful place
    to be born into
    if you don't mind happiness
    not always being read more »

    Lawrence Ferlinghetti
  • 5.
    Baby's World

    I wish I could take a quiet corner in the heart of my baby's very
    own world.
    I know it has stars that talk to him, and a sky that stoops
    down to his face to amuse him with its silly clouds and rainbows. read more »

    Rabindranath Tagore
  • 6.
    Anywhere Out Of The World

    This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to
    suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.
    It always seems to me that I should feel well in the place where I am not, and this question of removal is one
    which I discuss incessantly with my soul. read more »

    Charles Baudelaire
  • 7.
    I Am Much Too Alone In This World, Yet Not Alone

    I am much too alone in this world, yet not alone
    to truly consecrate the hour.
    I am much too small in this world, yet not small read more »

    Rainer Maria Rilke
  • 8.
    The Best Thing In The World

    What's the best thing in the world?
    June-rose, by May-dew impearled;
    Sweet south-wind, that means no rain;
    Truth, not cruel to a friend; read more »

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
  • 9.
    The World Is A Playground

    I perceive the world as a playground
    Where dawn and dusk appear in eternal rounds
    In His Universal form is a plaything the throne of Solomon
    The miracles of the Messiah seem so ordinary in my eyes read more »

    Mirza Ghalib
  • 10.
    The End Of The World

    Quite unexpectedly, as Vasserot
    The armless ambidextrian was lighting
    A match between his great and second toe,
    And Ralph the lion was engaged in biting read more »

    Archibald MacLeish
  • 11.
    01and The Moon And The Stars And The World

    long walk at night
    the breeze freezes my spirit
    the moon warms it up
    pulling at my poetic soul read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
  • 12.
    Love Calls Us To The Things Of This World

    The eyes open to a cry of pulleys,
    And spirited from sleep, the astounded
    Hangs for a moment bodiless and read more »

    Richard Wilbur