Top 500 Poems
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by Matsuo Basho
*** Your Beautiful Eyes *** In Top 500 Poems
by ANJALI SINHA
vividly those serene eyes,
by Adrian Henri
Without you every morning would feel like going back to work after a holiday,
Without you I couldn't stand the smell of the East Lancs Road,
Did I Not Say To You
by Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Did I not say to you, “Go not there, for I am your friend; in this
mirage of annihilation I am the fountain of life? ”
"We'Re All Australians Now"
by Banjo Paterson
Australia takes her pen in hand
To write a line to you,
A Little While
by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
A little while a little love
The hour yet bears for thee and me
A New Poet
by Linda Pastan
Finding a new poet
is like finding a new wildflower
Jenny Kissed Me
by James Henry Leigh Hunt
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
by Carolyn Forché
What you have heard is true. I was in his house.
His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. His
Before The Dawn
by Federico García Lorca
But like love
by Henry Vaughan
They are all gone into the world of light!
And I alone sit ling'ring here;
by Seamus Heaney
Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests; snug as a gun.
Come, Walk With Me
by Emily Jane Brontë
Come, walk with me,
There's only thee
Sex Without Love
by Mrs. Cynosure
A pleasure we do out of love for the other person
We our sharing the sexual experiment with
Funny... But Not
by arianna loshnowsky
it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry
by Joyce Kilmer
(For the Rev. James J. Daly, S. J.)
Bright stars, yellow stars, flashing through the air,
Jiske Dhun Par Duniya Nache
by Kumar Vishwas
Aunt Jennifer's Tigers
by Adrienne Rich
Aunt Jennifer's tigers prance across a screen,
Bright topaz denizens of a world of green.
by Steve Turner
We believe in Marxfreudanddarwin.
We believe everything is OK
To The Virgins, Make Much Of Time
by Robert Herrick
Gather ye rose-buds while ye may:
Old Time is still a-flying;
Lord Ullin's Daughter
by Thomas Campbell
A chieftain, to the Highlands bound,
Cries, ``Boatman, do not tarry!
How Soon Hath Time
by John Milton
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stoln on his wing my three and twentieth year!
The Old Flame
by Robert Lowell
My old flame, my wife!
Remember our lists of birds?
by John Ronald Reuel Tolkien
Ash nazg durbatulûk, ash nazg gimbatul,
Ash nazg thrakutulûk agh burzum-ishi krimpatul.
I Come From There
by Mahmoud Darwish
I come from there and I have memories
Born as mortals are, I have a mother