whats ur favourite poem,can u make me read to it if u any have?

Question

i want to read a poem now

Answer 1

Fire and Ice: Robert Frost,

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
to know that for destruction
Ice is also great
and would suffice.

Answer 2

Invictus by William Ernest Henley

OUT of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance 5
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade, 10
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate: 15
I am the captain of my soul.

Answer 3

It's a three way tie: The Iliad, The Aeneid and Hiawatha. Although I Iove Lorca & Pound as poets too.

Answer 4

My Heart's in the Highlands

by Robert Burns


Chorus
My heart’s in the Highlands, my heart is not here;
My heart’s in the Highlands, a-chasing the deer;
A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe –
My heart’s in the Highlands wherever I go.


1.
Farewell to the Highlands, farewell to the North,
The birthpace of valour, the country of worth
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove,
The hills of the Highlands for ever I love.


2.
Farewell to the mountains high cover’d with snow;
Farewell to the straths and green valleys below;
Farewell to the forests and wild-hanging woods;
Farewell to the torrents and loud-pouring floods.

Answer 5

remember whT IT is to be a child
to see a world in grain of sand
and heaven in wildflower
to hold infinity in the palm of your hand
eternity in an hour

Answer 6

i dont understand the question! if you edit it so i can understand it i will edit my answer with a poem! (if i forget im sorry but it will help other users!)

Answer 7

There once was a bird sitting on a grand telephone pole, He streched his neck and s.h.i.t a little peck then closed his little a.s.shole!!

Answer 8

we must keep in mind if we were very lonely do not ask love from any vulgar ( hoshang ebtehaj- Iranian poet) can i make you underestand?

Answer 9

Still I rise.

Answer 10

i cant even figure out what u mean so .... sorry!!