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 Poet
1 William Wordsworth
2 Emily Dickinson
3 William Shakespeare
4 Maya Angelou
5 Langston Hughes
6 Robert Frost
7 Walt Whitman
8 Rabindranath Tagore
9 Shel Silverstein
10 William Blake
11 Pablo Neruda
12 Sylvia Plath
13 Edward Estlin (E E) Cummings
14 William Butler Yeats
15 Tupac Shakur
16 Oscar Wilde
17 Rudyard Kipling
18 Sandra Cisneros
19 Alfred Lord Tennyson
20 Alice Walker
21 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
22 Billy Collins
23 Carol Ann Duffy
24 Christina Rossetti
25 Charles Bukowski
26 Edgar Allan Poe
27 Sarojini Naidu
28 John Donne
29 Ralph Waldo Emerson
30 Nikki Giovanni
31 John Keats
32 Raymond Carver
33 Mark Twain
34 Thomas Hardy
35 Anne Sexton
36 Lewis Carroll
37 Elizabeth Barrett Browning
38 Gary Soto
39 Carl Sandburg
40 Alexander Pushkin
41 Gwendolyn Brooks
42 Henry David Thoreau
43 George (Lord) Byron
44 Spike Milligan
45 Margaret Atwood
46 Muhammad Ali
47 Roger McGough
48 Sara Teasdale
49 Jane Austen
50 Allen Ginsberg
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Famous Short Feelings Poems

Famous Short Feelings Poems. Short Feelings Poetry by Famous Poets. A collection of the all-time best Feelings short poems

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Feelings | Short Famous Poems and Poets

 
by Edward Lear

There was an old person in gray

There was an old person in gray,
Whose feelings were tinged with dismay;
She purchased two parrots, and fed them with carrots,
Which pleased that old person in gray.


by Edward Lear

There was an Old Man at a Junction

There was an Old Man at a Junction,
Whose feelings were wrung with compunction
When they said, "The Train's gone!" he exclaimed, "How forlorn!"
But remained on the rails of the Junction.


by Amy Levy

To Death

 (From Lenau.
) If within my heart there's mould, If the flame of Poesy And the flame of Love grow cold, Slay my body utterly.
Swiftly, pause not nor delay; Let not my life's field be spread With the ash of feelings dead, Let thy singer soar away.


by Rainer Maria Rilke

Palm

 Interior of the hand.
Sole that has come to walk only on feelings.
That faces upward and in its mirror receives heavenly roads, which travel along themselves.
That has learned to walk upon water when it scoops, that walks upon wells, transfiguring every path.
That steps into other hands, changes those that are like it into a landscape: wanders and arrives within them, fills them with arrival.


by Dejan Stojanovic

Forgotten Home

My feelings are too loud for words 
And too shy for the world.
Read the light and have a dream In your hidden garden.
No need for words.
The words are but shadows Of stories never said, Shining from distant kingdoms, Reminding you of a forgotten home.
Light rays will tell you the story.
There is another alphabet Whispering from every leaf, Singing from every river, Shimmering from every sky.


by David Herbert Lawrence

To Women As Far As Im Concerned

 The feelings I don't have I don't have.
The feeling I don't have, I won't say I have.
The feelings you say you have, you don't have.
The feelings you would like us both to have, we neither of us have.
The feelings people ought to have, they never have.
If people say they've got feelings, you may be pretty sure they haven't got them.
So if you want either of us to feel anything at all You'd better abandon all ideas of feelings altogether.


by Dejan Stojanovic

Bright Moments

There can be no forced inspiration, 
But there can be mergers with the world

There can be a flowing of feelings
Quiet, yet overwhelming

Flying outside to unite
Flying inside to find

The melody of the moment
When the yellow corona appears on the horizon

And blue light appears over the mountain
And the world becomes mellow

Hospitable and generous, 
And you fly into the heart of the mountain

To find an egg of an unborn bird
Able to break out and fly as a newborn eagle 


by Louise Gluck

The Red Poppy

 The great thing
is not having
a mind.
Feelings: oh, I have those; they govern me.
I have a lord in heaven called the sun, and open for him, showing him the fire of my own heart, fire like his presence.
What could such glory be if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters, were you like me once, long ago, before you were human? Did you permit yourselves to open once, who would never open again? Because in truth I am speaking now the way you do.
I speak because I am shattered.