Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
...
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
...
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
...
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
...
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
...
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
...
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
...
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
...
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
...
Writing a poem is not about bringing some words together to create some charming sentences. It's so much deeper than that. Writing poetry is a bridge that allows people to express their feelings and make others live every single word they read. Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. Writing poetry is to help this community better understand life and live it more passionately. PoemHunter.com contains an enormous number of famous poems from all over the world, by both classical and modern poets. You can read as many as you want, and also submit your own poems to share your writings with all our poets, members, and visitors.
THIS is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the themes thou
lovest best.
Night, sleep, death and the stars.
...
They lie in parallel rows,
on ice, head to tail,
each a foot of luminosity
barred with black bands,
which divide the scales'
radiant sections
like seams of lead
in a Tiffany window.
Iridescent, watery
...
She is not right in her mind
That is what I am trying
To tell you all
And also she is unbalance
She is not happy at all
And we can see that it is true
Because that she can't even hide
From us
Because it is visible
And so real
...
If you are blessed throughout your life
to know friends who make you smile…
then may you be equally blessed
to…never let them go.
...
The black pick-up trundles by.
Every late evening the same
trek along these quiet roads
is hated by an unseen driver.
...
Today we took a cruise to Devil's island where the strong Lake Superior waves
from years of crashing on its rocks have created these beautiful caves.
The thunderous booms the waves made as they hit the rocks
...
In Rawalpindi's busy lanes, under the setting sun's glow,
A Sufi murshid's wisdom, like a gentle river flows.
Farida, a young soul, burdened by her role,
...
By Stanley Collymore
It's not Britain's war but the
Nazi element of Ukraine
...
She was young, but she had a smile that could ravish a thousand nations.
I know my words might seem long, but forgive a poet, 'cause I seemed to have lost all my manners.
For now, I no longer feed on love but on what exists solely beneath that lovely heart.
I'm talking of that perfect serenity that weathers any storm the very similitude of where love first began.
...
എന്തു ഞാൻ? ഞാൻ തന്നെയീ ധരിത്രിയാമമ്മ
തൻ നിരാകാരമേഘരൂപങ്ങളാം എല്ലാ ഓർമ്മകളുമോടെ;
യുവതിയാം പകലും അവൾക്ക് സോദരനാം രാവും
ഞാൻ തന്നെ, ഉള്ളതും പോയതുമാമോരോ ദൈവങ്ങളും.
...
I want to break free from illusion,
In order to find my true self.
And then live as the real me.
The Me, I've always wanted to be.
...
From the daggers blow life's blood does flow
cuts deep wounds seep
Bright red bleeding dreams dead, into darkness go
...
They sat by moonlight's glow
Pledging their dying love.
The sky lit up with the redness
Of Mars and in their arms they
...
manifesto of poetry arcade project
(2008)
games and plays and wisdom sports in poetry of arcade archtectural channel
...
In the land of Canaan, two brothers did dwell
Esau and Jacob, their story I'll tell
For Esau was the eldest, his birthright was great
But Jacob, the younger, was filled with deceit
...
I dwell
In the absence
You left behind
...
If you die before me
I would jump down into your grave
and hug you so innocently
that angels will become jealous.
...
Beautiful is the 'thank you'
Wrapped with gratitude,
Offered to peace prone people
Who offer what is real-themselves
...
Indoors by technology, outdoors by speedy transport
I travel the world
Today in Japan, tomorrow in Rome,
Next day by an ancient civilization or in Hawaii or Coast Ivory,
...
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
...
The Peace Warrior Of Mzansi, among heroes - a colossus!
Sun Of The Nation; a rare gift of Providence.
Once, entangled in the web of racist succubus;
Unruffled he declares before High Justice:
...
(This is a composition in Pilipino Language the first one I did, the only one, and hope some of the Filipinos will get this funny poem in this site. The poem is updated with English translation)
Noong taong otsenta dekada
...
Love and lust are poles apart.
Lust is chaos, love is art.
...
Rappelle-toi Barbara
Il pleuvait sans cesse sur Brest ce jour-là
Et tu marchais souriante
Épanouie ravie ruisselante
...
you put this pen
in my hand and you
take the pen from you put this pen
...
On this dry prepared path walk heavy feet.
This is not "dinner music." This is a power structure.
...
"Come, pretty birds, present your lays,
And learn to chaunt a goddess praise;
Ye wood-nymphs, let your voices be
Employ'd to serve her deity:
...
If you had the choice of two women to wed,
(Though of course the idea is quite absurd)
And the first from her heels to her dainty head
Was charming in every sense of the word:
...
A little while, a little while,
The weary task is put away,
And I can sing and I can smile,
Alike, while I have holiday.
...
Between us now and here -
Two thrown together
Who are not wont to wear
Life's flushest feather -
...
185
"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
...