Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
376. Shel Silverstein poet A Boy Named Sue by Shel Silverstein
Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
6.42 11
377. Arthur Rimbaud poet Novel by Arthur Rimbaud
I.
No one's serious at seventeen.
7.41 12
378. Donald Hall poet An Old Life by Donald Hall
Snow fell in the night.
At five-fifteen I woke to a bluish
6.21 11
379. 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
380. Sulaiman Mohd Yusof poet Terror by Sulaiman Mohd Yusof Rookie - 3 Points
Flashing rays
Thunderous sound
9.60 189
381. Charles Baudelaire poet Anywhere Out Of The World by Charles Baudelaire
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 ano
5.88 4
382. Dante Gabriel Rossetti poet Autumn Song by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
6.29 18
383. Seamus Heaney poet Mid-Term Break by Seamus Heaney Rookie
I sat all morning in the college sick bay
Counting bells knelling classes to a close.
7.63 7
384. Alden Nowlan poet The Masks Of Love by Alden Nowlan
I come in from a walk
With you
6.67 9
385. John McCrae poet Anarchy by John McCrae
I saw a city filled with lust and shame,
Where men, like wolves, slunk through the grim half-light;
6.57 17
386. Ernest Lawrence Thayer poet Casey At The Bat by Ernest Lawrence Thayer
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day;
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play,
7.97 9
387. Edwin Brock poet Five Ways To Kill A Man by Edwin Brock
There are many cumbersome ways to kill a man.
You can make him carry a plank of wood
6.94 18
388. Sarojini Naidu poet Autumn Song by Sarojini Naidu
Like a joy on the heart of a sorrow,
   The sunset hangs on a cloud;
6.47 4
389. Anne Bradstreet poet To My Dear And Loving Husband by Anne Bradstreet
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
6.71 8
390. George Gordon Byron poet There Is Pleasure In The Pathless Woods by George Gordon Byron
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
6.79 13
391. Mirza Ghalib poet Heart It Is, Not A Brick Or Stone by Mirza Ghalib
Heart it is, not a brick or stone
Why shouldn't it feel the pain?
6.13 20
392. Louise Gluck poet Celestial Music by Louise Gluck
I have a friend who still believes in heaven.
Not a stupid person, yet with all she knows, she literally talks to God.
7.06 12
393. 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
6.49 7
394. William Cullen Bryant poet Thanatopsis by William Cullen Bryant
To him who in the love of nature holds
Communion with her visible forms, she speaks
6.89 5
395. Sara Teasdale poet I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale
I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
6.95 16
396. Octavio Paz poet As One Listens To The Rain by Octavio Paz
Listen to me as one listens to the rain,
not attentive, not distracted,
7.31 9
397. Rupert Brooke poet 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,
6.35 12
398. Marianne Moore poet Poetry by Marianne Moore
I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all
this fiddle.
6.34 4
399. Eugene Field poet Little Boy Blue by Eugene Field
The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
6.70 10
400. Algernon Charles Swinburne poet A Ballad Of Dreamland by Algernon Charles Swinburne
I hid my heart in a nest of roses,
Out of the sun's way, hidden apart;
6.21 11
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