His Last Sonnet (John Keats Poem)
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art! - Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, ...
Poems about sleepless (31 Poems)
Last Sonnet (John Keats Poem)
BRIGHT Star, would I were steadfast as thou art-- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with ...
Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art (John Keats Poem)
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with ...
Unclean (Brooks Haxton Poem)
I am like a pelican of the wilderness: I am like an owl of the desert. I watch, and am ...
The Height of the Ridiculous (Oliver Wendell Holmes Poem)
I WROTE some lines once on a time In wondrous merry mood, And thought, as usual, men would say They ...
The Bachelor’s Soliloquy (Edgar Albert Guest Poems)
To wed, or not to wed; that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The bills ...
The Assault Heroic (Robert Graves Poem)
Down in the mud I lay, Tired out by my long day Of five damned days and nights, Five sleepless ...
Refrain (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
The air is dark, the night is sad, I lie sleepless and I groan. Nobody cares when a man goes ...
The Nightingale (Jean de La Fontaine Poem)
NO easy matter 'tis to hold, Against its owner's will, the fleece Who troubled by the itching smart Of Cupid's ...
An EPISTLE from Alexander to Hephaestion In His Sickness (Anne Kingsmill Finch Poem)
WITH such a Pulse, with such disorder'd Veins, Such lab'ring Breath, as thy Disease constrains; With failing Eyes, that scarce ...
Overnight at the Riverside Tower (Tu Fu Poem)
Evening colors linger on mountain paths. Out beyond this study perched over River Gate, At the cliff's edge, frail clouds ...
The Dirge of Wallace (Thomas Campbell Poem)
When Scotland's great Regent, our warrior most dear, The debt of his nature did pay, T' was Edward, the cruel, ...
Love And Madness (Thomas Campbell Poem)
Hark ! from the battlements of yonder tower The solemn bell has tolled the midnight hour ! Roused from drear ...
To Brooklyn Bridge (Hart Crane Poem)
How many dawns, chill from his rippling rest The seagull's wings shall dip and pivot him, Shedding white rings of ...
The Three Voices (Lewis Carroll Poem)
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
Christmas (John Betjeman Poem)
The bells of waiting Advent ring, The Tortoise stove is lit again And lamp-oil light across the night Has caught ...
Dark Night (Frank Bidart Poem)
(John of the Cross) In a dark night, when the light burning was the burning of love (fortuitous night, fated, ...
Libido (Rupert Brooke Poem)
How should I know? The enormous wheels of will Drove me cold-eyed on tired and sleepless feet. Night was void ...
Sun of the Sleepless! (Lord Byron Poem)
Sun of the sleepless! melancholy star! Whose tearful beam glows tremulously far, That show'st the darkness thou canst not dispel, ...
The Prisoner of Chillon (Lord Byron Poem)
I My hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have ...
My Soul is Dark (Lord Byron Poem)
My soul is dark - Oh! quickly string The harp I yet can brook to hear; And let thy gentle ...
Dream Song 123: Daples my floor the eastern sun, my house faces north (John Berryman Poem)
Dapples my floor the eastern sun, my house faces north, I have nothing to say except that it dapples my ...
Dream Song 69: Love her he doesn’t but the thought he puts (John Berryman Poems)
Love her he doesn't but the thought he puts into that young woman would launch a national product complete with ...
Dream Song 29: There sat down, once, a thing (John Berryman Poem)
There sat down, once, a thing on Henry's heart só heavy, if he had a hundred years & more, & ...
214. Song-How Long and Dreary is the Night (Robert Burns Poem)
HOW long and dreary is the night, When I am frae my dearie! I sleepless lie frae e'en to morn, ...
The Sale of Saint Thomas (Lascelles Abercrombie Poem)
A quay with vessels moored Thomas To India! Yea, here I may take ship; From here the courses go over ...
Near The Wall Of A House (Yehuda Amichai Poem)
Near the wall of a house painted to look like stone, I saw visions of God. A sleepless night that ...
I Don’t Know If You’re Alive Or Dead (Anna Akhmatova Poems)
I don't know if you're alive or dead. Can you on earth be sought, Or only when the sunsets fade ...
Quiet Work (Matthew Arnold Poem)
One lesson, Nature, let me learn of thee, One lesson which in every wind is blown, One lesson of two ...
The Voice (Matthew Arnold Poem)
As the kindling glances, Queen-like and clear, Which the bright moon lances From her tranquil sphere At the sleepless waters ...