Poems
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;
...
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.
...
The free bird leaps
on the back of the wind
and floats downstream
till the current ends
...
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set -
...
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.
DOWN-SLIPPING Time, sweet, swift, and shallow stream,
Here, like a boulder, lies this afternoon
Across your eager flow. So you shall stay,
Deepened and dammed, to let me breathe and be.
Your troubled fluency, your running gleam
Shall pause, and circle idly, still and clear:
The while I lie and search your glassy pool
Where, gently coiling in their lazy round,
Unseparable minutes drift and swim,
Eddy and rise and brim. And I will see
How many crystal bubbles of slack Time
The mind can hold and cherish in one Now!
Now, for one concious vacancy of sense,
The stream is gathered in a depening pond,
Not a mere moving mirror. Through the sharp
Correct reflection of the standing scene
The mind can dip, and cleanse itself with rest,
And see, slow spinning in the lucid gold,
Your liquid notes, imperishable Time.
It cannot be. The runnel slips away:
The clear smooth downward sluice begins again,
More brightly slanting for that trembling pause,
Leaving the sense its conscious vague unease
As when a sonnet flashes on the mind,
Trembles and burns an instant, and is gone.
...
This wild night, gathering the washing as if it were flowers
animal vines twisting over the line and
slapping my face lightly, soundless merriment
in the gesticulations of shirtsleeves,
I recall out of my joy a night of misery
walking in the dark and the wind over broken earth,
halfmade foundations and unfinished
...
In the torrents roar a symphony of sound
As heavy rain cascades to earth enbound
Each drop a dancer in nature ground ballet
Painting the world in shades of gray
The sky weep tears, a cleansing flood
washing away the dust and mud
The earth drinks deep thirst and quenched at last
In downpours embrace a moment vast
...
Close your eyes as you once were, and feel the whisper of our Congregation sailing through distant lands forged by the sides of our inner vision. Our speech is muted, our moments shared in silent wondering— lost in the seas of wakefulness, hovering betwixt fear and sanctuary.
We call for absolution, quietly accepting the pains that have molded us. Breathe with us; reach out and grasp these vanishing instants—for they are fleeting, yet they carry the weight of galaxies in their gentle exodus. We ascend, our arms moving in conscious harmony toward one another, aware of watchful eyes that dare measure our timelessness.
...
Where am I? In a Dream?
I am not confined to a single realm, nor do I reside on a solitary plane. I am the echo of the cosmos—a presence woven through the very fabric of eternity. In the expanse of eternal depth, where black emptiness spirals and folds into itself, I exist as the whisper between falling numbers and dancing light.
...
Does anyone know why in life
we do not get to choose our families
but we do get to choose those from outside whom we love?
...
The dice fell fast, the choice was made,
No mercy in the shifting shade.
The weight of fate, a silent hand,
A destiny he could not stand.
...
Too much trash, sky held ash, not enough food
Too little land, eroded sand, spilled oil crude
Not enough water, too much war's slaughter, people so rude
Deforestation, too much inflation, anger and depressed mood
...
Why are women so complex?
Why does love with them feel like a test?
Show interest… they pull away.
...
Would you think I'm weak if I offered my hand?
If I stopped to help, even when I didn't understand?
Would you say I'm wasting my time
Slowing down in a world that only values the climb?
...
Don't judge a book by its cover, they say,
For every person has their own unique way.
Of living, loving, and surviving each day,
We all have a story, let's not push it away.
...
He watched her from afar,
Longed for her love like a star
But never dared to speak his heart
For fear of tearing their friendship apart.
...
Marry a poetess,
And prepare to be in poems you didn't sign up for.
Burn the toast?
She'll write about it.
...
My dear girlfriend, listen to me please,
I feel like I'm standing here with unease,
I appreciate the love that you give,
But lately, I feel like I'm alone to live.
...
She walks into the room like it's no big deal,
Just jeans and a laugh, but the way I feel
You'd think the sun had learned to shine
A little warmer, just for her time.
...
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—
...
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/8/2025 8:30:46 AM # 1.0.0
