Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
376. Sappho poet He is more than a hero by Sappho
He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes--
5.97 3
377. Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy poet We Are the Music-Makers by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
7.70 4
378. Countee Cullen poet A Brown Girl Dead by Countee Cullen
With two white roses on her breasts,
White candles at head and feet,
6.71 4
379. Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu poet To Peace by Dr. Tulsi Hanumanthu Rookie
To Peace (Shakespearan Sonnet)
O Peace! For ages haven't we invoked
9.91 25
380. Muriel Stuart poet In the Orchard by Muriel Stuart
'I thought you loved me.' 'No, it was only fun.'
'When we stood there, closer than all?' 'Well, the harvest moon
6.90 13
381. Sarojini Naidu poet Coromandel Fishers by Sarojini Naidu
Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light,
The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all nig
6.28 6
382. Anne Sexton poet Anna Who Was Mad by Anne Sexton
Anna who was mad,
I have a knife in my armpit.
6.60 4
383. Jimmy Santiago Baca poet 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,
9.04 11
384. Mary Havran poet Before The Dawn by Mary Havran Rookie
Before dawn wind rushes
driving night’s chill westward
9.49 23
385. Archibald MacLeish poet The End of the World by Archibald MacLeish
Quite unexpectedly, as Vasserot
The armless ambidextrian was lighting
6.46 4
386. Anne Sexton poet After Auschwitz by Anne Sexton
Anger,
as black as a hook,
7.04 6
387. Ernest Christopher Dowson poet April Love by Ernest Christopher Dowson
We have walked in Love's land a little way,
We have learnt his lesson a little while,
6.37 14
388. Robert Desnos poet 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
5.97 5
389. Mirza Ghalib poet It is not Love it is Madness by Mirza Ghalib
(You say) It is not love, it is madness
My madness may be the cause of your fame
5.52 9
390. Eugene Field poet Little Boy Blue by Eugene Field
The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
6.66 7
391. Anna Akhmatova poet Everything by Anna Akhmatova
Everything’s looted, betrayed and traded,
black death’s wing’s overhead.
6.43 7
392. Sir Henry Newbolt poet Vitaï Lampada by Sir Henry Newbolt
There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night --
Ten to make and the match to win --
7.45 5
393. David Ignatow poet For My Daughter by David Ignatow
When I die choose a star
and name it after me
6.36 9
394. Jack Kerouac poet Haiku (The taste...) by Jack Kerouac
The taste
of rain
—Why kneel?
7.21 12
395. Sheldon Allan Silverstein poet Hug O'War by Sheldon Allan Silverstein
I will not play at tug o' war.
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
7.17 2
396. Oliver Wendell Holmes poet The Boys by Oliver Wendell Holmes
HAS there any old fellow got mixed with the boys?
If there has, take him out, without making a noise.
5.93 7
397. Nizar Qabbani poet Every Time I Kiss You by Nizar Qabbani
Every time I kiss you
After a long separation
6.36 2
398. Etheridge Knight poet A Poem For Myself by Etheridge Knight
I was born in Mississippi;
I walked barefooted thru the mud.
7.50 14
399. Donald Hall poet Name Of Horses by Donald Hall
All winter your brute shoulders strained against collars, padding
and steerhide over the ash hames, to haul
6.39 6
400. Amy Lowell poet Patterns by Amy Lowell
I walk down the garden-paths,
And all the daffodils
6.83 8
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