can anyone give me 1 of their favorite poems?

Question

i would like to know what some of UR favorite poems are one of mine is edgar alan poe my anabel lee, by the sea

Answer 1

I love Annabel Lee, but I tend to really like Emily Dickinson as well.

http://www.poetry-archive.com/d/i_have_not_told_my_garden_yet.html

I HAVE NOT TOLD MY GARDEN YET

by: Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

HAVE not told my garden yet,
Lest that should conquer me;
I have not quite the strength now
To break it to the bee.

I will not name it in the street,
For shops would stare, that I,
So shy, so very ignorant,
Should have the face to die.

The hillsides must not know it,
Where I have rambled so,
Nor tell the loving forests
The day that I shall go,

Nor lisp it at the table,
Nor heedless by the way
Hint that within the riddle
One will walk to-day!

Answer 2

Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost

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.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Answer 3

A poem by Rumi

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On the DeathbedGo, rest your head on a pillow, leave me alone;
leave me ruined, exhausted from the journey of this night,
writhing in a wave of passion till the dawn.
Either stay and be forgiving,
or, if you like, be cruel and leave.
Flee from me, away from trouble;
take the path of safety, far from this danger.
We have crept into this corner of grief,
turning the water wheel with a flow of tears.
While a tyrant with a heart of flint slays,
and no one says, "Prepare to pay the blood money."
Faith in the king comes easily in lovely times,
but be faithful now and endure, pale lover.
No cure exists for this pain but to die,
So why should I say, "Cure this pain"?
In a dream last night I saw
an ancient one in the garden of love,
beckoning with his hand, saying, "Come here."
On this path, Love is the emerald,
the beautiful green that wards off dragonsnough, I am losing myself.
If you are a man of learning,
read something classic,
a history of the human struggle
and don't settle for mediocre verse

Answer 4

My favourites are :

* IF - By Rudyard Kipling
* Sonnet - 116 By Shakespeare
* Solitary Reaper - By Wordsworth
* The Road Not Taken - By Robert Frost
* The Daffodils - By Wordsworth

Answer 5

I am also a big fan of Poe, as well as E. E. Cummings and Edna St. Vincent Millay. My favorite poem is a sonnet by Millay, which begins "Of all whoever in extreme disease..."

I've also memorized a bunch of short, funny ones - like "When I was One and Twenty," "First Fig," "For a Mouthy Woman," "Ruth and Johnnie."

Answer 6

IF by Rudyard kipling is the best by far.
[IF]

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!


--Rudyard Kipling

Answer 7

I like the poem Kubla Khan. I had to read the poem in front of my english class last year. It's very deep and the author apparently wrote the poem after an "opium" induced dream. Cool, huh?

Answer 8

This is my favourite. You'd have to be Irish to understand the feeling it gives me, but I'm sure you've a similar peom or song that does the same for you. It's an irish airman by WB Yeats.

I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My county is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.

Answer 9

Some of my faves are by Shel Silverstien.Such as Lester, Hector the Collector,Snowman, and The Bagpipe Who Wouldn't Say No; to name a few. I liked them when I was a kid. They are always fun to read. ( especially when the kids get into the reading. even more so when I read the Googies; that one still scares them) Some; now seem to have a different meaning.

Answer 10

I love Poe, too. My favorite is The Raven. My grandmother had it memorized and would recite it to me as a child and I loved it. I now have it memorized and recite it every Halloween for an audience!