Top 500 Poems
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by Nikki Giovanni
one is always
Ode On Solitude
by Alexander Pope
Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal acres bound,
I Say I Say I Say
by Simon Armitage
Anyone here had a go at themselves
for a laugh? Anyone opened their wrists
Who Understands Me But Me
by Jimmy Santiago Baca
They turn the water off, so I live without water,
they build walls higher, so I live without treetops,
Ice And Fire
by Edmund Spenser
My love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great
I Have Dreamed Of You So Much
by Robert Desnos
I have dreamed of you so much that you are no longer real.
Is there still time for me to reach your breathing body, to kiss your mouth and make
Boy At The Window
by Richard Wilbur
Seeing the snowman standing all alone
In dusk and cold is more than he can bear.
I Knew A Woman
by Theodore Roethke
I knew a woman, lovely in her bones,
When small birds sighed, she would sigh back at them;
by Sylvia Plath
Stasis in darkness.
Then the substanceless blue
Angel Of Death
by Udiah (witness to Yah)
In darkness of the night
I spied him in a tree
God It Hurts
by Amy Louise Kerswell
I said 'God it hurts'
And God said 'I Know'
The Sun Has Burst The Sky
by Jenny Joseph
The sun has burst the sky
Because I love you
The Love Song Of J. Alfred Prufrock
by T. S. Eliot
S'io credesse che mia risposta fosse
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
1914 I: Peace
by Rupert Brooke
Now, God be thanked Who has watched us with His hour,
And caught our youth, and wakened us from sleeping,
by Sylvia Plath
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
by Tu Fu
Above the tower -- a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
by James Whitcomb Riley
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
City That Does Not Sleep
by Federico García Lorca
In the sky there is nobody asleep. Nobody, nobody.
Nobody is asleep.
by Galway Kinnell
Wait, for now.
Distrust everything, if you have to.
by Phillis Wheatley
THY various works, imperial queen, we see,
How bright their forms! how deck'd with pomp
by David Bates
Childhood, sweet and sunny childhood,
With its careless, thoughtless air,
by William Stafford
Some time when the river is ice ask me
mistakes I have made. Ask me whether
by Jorge Luis Borges
If I could live again my life,
In the next - I'll try,
by James Weldon Johnson
And God stepped out on space,
And he looked around and said:
by Anne Sexton
as black as a hook,