The Grog-an’Grumble Steeplechase (Henry Lawson Poems)
'Twixt the coastline and the border lay the town of Grog-an'-Grumble In the days before the bushman was a dull ...
Poems about heartless (31 Poems)
Trooper Campbell (Henry Lawson Poem)
One day old Trooper Campbell Rode out to Blackman's Run, His cap-peak and his sabre Were glancing in the sun. ...
Faces In The Street (Henry Lawson Poem)
They lie, the men who tell us for reasons of their own That want is here a stranger, and that ...
The Death Of Kwasind (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poem)
Far and wide among the nations Spread the name and fame of Kwasind; No man dared to strive with Kwasind, ...
Hiawatha’s Childhood (Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Poems)
Downward through the evening twilight, In the days that are forgotten, In the unremembered ages, From the full moon fell ...
What Do You Do About Dry Periods In Your Writing? (Richard Jones Poem)
When the writing is going well, I am a prince in a desert palace, fountains flowing in the garden. I ...
Denial (George Herbert Poem)
When my devotions could not pierce Thy silent ears; Then was my heart broken, as was my verse: My breast ...
Tell me not here, it needs not saying (A. E. Housman Poem)
Tell me not here, it needs not saying, What tune the enchantress plays In aftermaths of soft September Or under ...
THE GOD AND THE BAYADERE. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Poem)
AN INDIAN LEGEND. (MAHADEVA is one of the numerous ...
Plutonian Ode (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
I What new element before us unborn in nature? Is there a new thing under the Sun? At last inquisitive ...
Howl (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
We Have Become What we Abhor (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
Murderous madmen, willing to abuse, to torture, to inflict pain, indiscriminate heartless, oft calculated Unlike us, held up for ridicule, ...
Two idylls from bion the smyrnean (Eugene Field Poem)
I Once a fowler, young and artless, To the quiet greenwood came; Full of skill was he and heartless In ...
A piteous plaint (Eugene Field Poem)
I cannot eat my porridge, I weary of my play; No longer can I sleep at night, No longer romp ...
A Time to Weep (Craig Erick Chaffin Poem)
I suppose you could call me heartless as a dull anvil clanking in a sodden barn, the damp wood too ...
Dejection: An Ode (Samuel Coleridge Poem)
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
The Broken Heart (Ingeborg Bachmann Poem)
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
The Broken Heart (William Barnes Poem)
News o' grief had overteaken Dark-eyed Fanny, now vorseaken; There she zot, wi' breast a-heaven, While vrom zide to zide, ...
The Bluebell (Anne Bronte Poem)
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
Fragment (Anne Bronte Poem)
Yes I will take a cheerful tone And feign to share their heartless glee, But I would rather weep alone ...
The Bluebell (Anne Bronte Poem)
A fine and subtle spirit dwells In every little flower, Each one its own sweet feeling breathes With more or ...
My Nose Is Growing Old (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it's true. I'm 31 and my nose is growing old. ...
The Giaour (Lord Byron Poem)
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
I Speak Not (Lord Byron Poem)
I speak not, I trace not, I breathe not thy name; There is grief in the sound, there is guilt ...
Dream Song 27: The greens of the Ganges delta foliate (John Berryman Poem)
The greens of the Ganges delta foliate. Of heartless youth made late aware he pled: Brownies, please come. To Henry ...
Dream Song 106: 28 July (John Berryman Poem)
28 July Calmly, while sat up friendlies & made noise delight fuller than he can ready sing or studiously say, ...
15. Winter: A Dirge (Robert Burns Poems)
THE WINTRY west extends his blast, And hail and rain does blaw; Or the stormy north sends driving forth The ...
Lucius Atherton (Edgar Lee Masters Poems)
When my moustache curled, And my hair was black, And I wore tight trousers And a diamond stud, I was ...
Moon Fishing (Lisel Mueller Poems)
When the moon was full they came to the water. some with pitchforks, some with rakes, some with sieves and ...
Sir Galahad, a Christmas Mystery (William Morris Poems)
It is the longest night in all the year, Near on the day when the Lord Christ was born; Six ...