Top 500 Poems
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by Felicia Dorothea Hemans
The boy stood on the burning deck
Whence all but he had fled;
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
A Desperate Cry
by Vijay Sai
Blessed to be born in this world
by Donald Hall
To grow old is to lose everything.
Aging, everybody knows it.
Some Like Poetry
by Wislawa Szymborska
thus not all. Not even the majority of all but the minority.
Round And Round
by Vikram Seth
After a long and wretched flight
That stretched from daylight into night,
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
Just Beyond The Sunset
by David Harris
Just beyond the sunset
Someone waits for me
by Seamus Heaney
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
Before The Dawn
by Mary Havran
Before dawn wind rushes
driving night’s chill westward
by Siegfried Sassoon
AT dawn the ridge emerges massed and dun
In the wild purple of the glow'ring sun,
A City's Death By Fire
by Derek Walcott
After that hot gospeller has levelled all but the churched sky,
I wrote the tale by tallow of a city's death by fire;
*** Your Beautiful Eyes *** In Top 500 Poems
by ANJALI SINHA
vividly those serene eyes,
The Giving Tree
by Shel Silverstein
Once there was a tree....
and she loved a little boy.
by Steve Turner
We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
We Are The Music-Makers
by Arthur William Edgar O'Shaughnessy
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
What Is Hope.................
by Vineet Bansal
What hope means
Hope is bright shining light which keeps darkness at the bay
by Charles Simic
The truth is dark under your eyelids.
What are you going to do about it?
The Great Valuable Gift On Christmas Day
by AISWARYA T ANISH
“Wow! It’s Christmas, happiness coming
Now for the gift welcoming loving
Look To This Day
Look to this day:
For it is life, the very life of life.
About His Person
by Simon Armitage
Five pounds fifty in change, exactly,
a library card on its date of expiry.
by Sir Walter Scott
Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife!
To all the sensual world proclaim,
by Henry Van Dyke
Too Slow for those who Wait,
To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time
by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
Old Time is still a-flying;
A Work Of Artifice
by Marge Piercy
The bonsai tree
in the attractive pot