Top 500 Poems
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The Rose That Grew From Concrete
by Tupac Shakur
Did you hear about the rose that grew
from a crack in the concrete?
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
The Life That I Have
by Leo Marks
The life that I have
Is all that I have
Always Marry An April Girl
by Ogden Nash
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
It little profits that an idle king,
By this still hearth, among these barren crags,
by Margaret Atwood
The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
Not Waving But Drowning
by Stevie Smith
Nobody heard him, the dead man,
But still he lay moaning:
As Soon As Fred Gets Out Of Bed
by Jack Prelutsky
As soon as Fred gets out of bed,
his underwear goes on his head.
The Passionate Shepherd To His Love
by Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
by Fabrizio Frosini
Yearning for tenderness.
The one lost —It's so long -so long
"I Said To Love"
by Thomas Hardy
I said to Love,
"It is not now as in old days
by Paul Laurence Dunbar
It may be misery not to sing at all,
And to go silent through the brimming day;
by Marieta Maglas
This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.
Acta est fabula plaudite
If We Must Die
by Claude McKay
If we must die, let it not be like hogs
Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,
by Elizabeth Bishop
I caught a tremendous fish
and held him beside the boat
Advice To A Girl
by Sara Teasdale
No one worth possessing
Can be quite possessed;
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
by Oscar Wilde
THE wild bee reels from bough to bough
With his furry coat and his gauzy wing.
A Hauntingly Beautiful Word
by Robert Murray Smith
Love is a hauntingly beautiful word.
Its essence flows over all endearing.
Love, What Is Love
by Robert Louis Stevenson
LOVE - what is love? A great and aching heart;
Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair.
A Grain Of Sand
by Robert William Service
If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
Sonnet 14 - If Thou Must Love Me, Let It Be For Nought
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
If thou must love me, let it be for nought
If I Were In Charge Of The World
by Judith Viorst
If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel oatmeal,
What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, And Where, And Why (Sonnet ..
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
A Fond Kiss
by Robert Burns
A fond kiss, and then we sever;
A farewell, and then forever!