Poems yet to be categorised
- When the moon is born in the east,
And the white rooftops drift asleepby Nizar Qabbani 78 lines - he drank wine all night of the
28th, and he kept thinking of her:by Charles Bukowski 54 lines, 11 comments - Eyes that last I saw in tears
Through divisionby T S Eliot 16 lines, 1 comment - Let others probe the mystery if they can.
Time-harried prisoners of Shall and Will--by Theodore Roethke 19 lines, 14 comments - I come to interview a Voiceless ghost;
Whither, O whither will its whim now draw me?by Thomas Hardy 37 lines, 1 comment - Why run the crowd? What means the throng
That rushes fast the streets along?by Friedrich von Schiller 300 lines, 1 comment - The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie,
Curtained with star-inwoven tapestries,by Percy Bysshe Shelley 46 lines, 2 comments - I conquer the world with words,
conquer the mother tongue,by Nizar Qabbani 12 lines, 1 comment - Genius, like gold and precious stones,
is chiefly prized because of its rarity.by Mark Twain 50 lines, 3 comments - WHERE the voice of the wind calls our wandering feet,
Through echoing forest and echoing street,by Sarojini Naidu 12 lines - GOD gave all men all earth to love,
But since our hearts are small,by Rudyard Kipling 105 lines, 1 comment - My sleeping children are still flying dreams
in their goose-down heby Spike Milligan 11 lines, 5 comments - The Procreation Sonnets are grouped together because they all address the same young man, and all encourage him -- with a variety of themes and arguements -- toby William Shakespeare 262 lines
- Sleep on, sleep on, another hour —
I would not break so calm a sleep,by Edgar Allan Poe 20 lines, 13 comments - If the year is meditating a suitable gift,
I should like it to be the attitudeby Judith Wright 22 lines, 1 comment - Good morning sweetheart.
Good morning my Saint of a sweetheart.by Nizar Qabbani 99 lines - Mi sombra va silenciosa
por el agua de la acecia.by Federico Garcia Lorca 25 lines, 1 comment - Why hang'st thou lonely on yon withered bough?
Unstrung for ever, must thou there remain;by Henry Louis Vivian Derozio 15 lines, 3 comments - I roast in the sun, old wretch…
I lie, and yawn, I stretch.by Julian Tuwim 10 lines, 1 comment - They're burning off at the Rampadells,
The tawny flames uprise,by Dorothea Mackellar 28 lines, 3 comments - I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books,by Dylan Thomas 9 lines - He promised he'd return tomorrow.
And I wrote everywhere on my floor:by Vidyapati 11 lines, 65,535 comments - A certain yaksha who had been negligent in the execution of his own duties,
on account of a curse from his master which was to be endured for a year andby Kalidasa 155 lines, 1 comment - I went into a house, and it wasn't a house,
It has big steps and a great big hall;by A.A. Milne 26 lines, 2 comments - I have been a mulitude of shapes,
Before I assumed a consistant form.by Taliesin 244 lines - There lived a sage in days of yore,
And he a handsome pigtail wore;by William Makepeace Thackeray 24 lines, 4 comments - Night? Such may be your Rhine-land nights perhaps;
But this blood-red beam through the shutter's chinkby Robert Browning 454 lines - I used to broadcast at night
alone in a radio stationby Alden Nowlan 48 lines, 4 comments
