Top 500 Poems


 

# Poet Poem User Rating Comment Count
151. Marieta Maglas poet Latina Time by Marieta Maglas Gold Star - 5,803 Points
This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself.
Acta est fabula plaudite
9.37 538
152. Claude McKay poet If We Must Die by Claude McKay
If we must die, let it not be like hogs
Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,
8.01 25
153. Christopher Marlowe poet The Passionate Shepherd To His Love by Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
6.46 40
154. Percy Bysshe Shelley poet Good-Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill
Which severs those it should unite;
6.96 26
155. Elizabeth Barrett Browning poet Sonnet 43 - How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count The Ways by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
XLIII
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
7.42 23
156. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow poet The Arrow And The Song by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
6.49 12
157. Rainer Maria Rilke poet A Walk by Rainer Maria Rilke
My eyes already touch the sunny hill.
going far ahead of the road I have begun.
5.89 12
158. Judith Viorst poet If I Were In Charge Of The World by Judith Viorst
If I were in charge of the world
I'd cancel oatmeal,
8.17 11
159. Nikki Giovanni poet Knoxville Tennessee by Nikki Giovanni
I always like summer
Best
6.55 19
160. George Gordon Byron poet She Walks In Beauty by George Gordon Byron
She walks in Beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
7.78 28
161. Robert William Service poet A Grain Of Sand by Robert William Service
If starry space no limit knows
And sun succeeds to sun,
6.58 29
162. John Donne poet For Whom The Bell Tolls by John Donne
PERCHANCE he for whom this bell tolls may be so ill, as that he
knows not it tolls for him; and perchance I may think myself so
6.72 17
163. Robert Browning poet My Last Duchess by Robert Browning
FERRARA.
That's my last Duchess painted on the wall,
7.23 18
164. Jack Prelutsky poet 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.
7.69 12
165. Dorothy Parker poet A Dream Lies Dead by Dorothy Parker
A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
7.46 13
166. Alice Walker poet Expect Nothing by Alice Walker
Expect nothing. Live frugally
On surprise.
7.59 19
167. Robert Louis Stevenson poet The Swing by Robert Louis Stevenson
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
7.04 25
168. Rabindranath Tagore poet A Moments Indulgence by Rabindranath Tagore
I ask for a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works
that I have in hand I will finish afterwards.
6.83 23
169. Carl Sandburg poet Fog by Carl Sandburg
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
7.67 10
170. Charles Baudelaire poet Be Drunk by Charles Baudelaire
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
6.64 12
171. Sylvia Plath poet Cinderella by Sylvia Plath
The prince leans to the girl in scarlet heels,
Her green eyes slant, hair flaring in a fan
8.18 14
172. Louis Macneice poet Prayer Before Birth by Louis Macneice
I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
7.93 16
173. Lewis Carroll poet A Strange Wild Song by Lewis Carroll
He thought he saw an Elephant
That practised on a fife:
6.65 30
174. Anaïs Nin poet Risk by Anaïs Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk
8.12 14
175. Alfred Lord Tennyson poet All Things Will Die by Alfred Lord Tennyson
All Things will Die
Clearly the blue river chimes in its flowing
6.12 15
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