Top 500 Poems


# Title Poet
1. A Poison Tree
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
William Blake poet by William Blake
on 1/1/2000
2. "Hope" is the thing with feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
Emily Dickinson poet by Emily Dickinson
on 1/1/2000
3. Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
William Wordsworth poet by William Wordsworth
on 1/1/2000
4. All the World's a Stage
All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
William Shakespeare poet by William Shakespeare
on 1/1/2000
5. Annabel Lee
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Edgar Allan Poe poet by Edgar Allan Poe
on 1/1/2000
6. If
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
Rudyard Kipling poet by Rudyard Kipling
on 1/1/2000
7. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
Mary Elizabeth Frye poet by Mary Elizabeth Frye
on 1/1/2000
8. Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
William Ernest Henley poet by William Ernest Henley
on 1/1/2000
9. The Road Not Taken
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
Robert Frost poet by Robert Frost
on 1/1/2000
10. If You Forget Me
I want you to know
one thing.
Pablo Neruda poet by Pablo Neruda
on 1/1/2000
11. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Dylan Thomas poet by Dylan Thomas
on 1/1/2000
12. Television
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Roald Dahl poet by Roald Dahl
on 1/1/2000
13. Mother to Son
Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
Langston Hughes poet by Langston Hughes
on 1/1/2000
14. Warning
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
Jenny Joseph poet by Jenny Joseph
on 1/1/2000
15. Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
Maya Angelou poet by Maya Angelou
on 1/1/2000
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