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

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by Emily Dickinson

Lest this be Heaven indeed

 Lest this be Heaven indeed
An Obstacle is given
That always gauges a Degree
Between Ourself and Heaven.

by Emily Dickinson

Immured in Heaven!

 Immured in Heaven!
What a Cell!
Let every Bondage be,
Thou sweetest of the Universe,
Like that which ravished thee!

by Emily Dickinson

The Definition of Beauty is

 The Definition of Beauty is
That Definition is none --
Of Heaven, easing Analysis,
Since Heaven and He are one.

by Herman Melville

Gold in the Mountain

 Gold in the mountain,
And gold in the glen,
And greed in the heart,
Heaven having no part,
And unsatisfied men.

by Emily Dickinson

To help our Bleaker Parts

 To help our Bleaker Parts
Salubrious Hours are given
Which if they do not fir for Earth
Drill silently for Heaven --

by Emily Dickinson

Not One by Heaven defrauded stay --

 Not One by Heaven defrauded stay --
Although he seem to steal
He restitutes in some sweet way
Secreted in his will --

by Emily Dickinson

These Strangers in a foreign World

 These Strangers, in a foreign World,
Protection asked of me --
Befriend them, lest Yourself in Heaven
Be found a Refugee --

by Emily Dickinson

Who has not found the Heaven -- below --

 Who has not found the Heaven -- below --
Will fail of it above --
For Angels rent the House next ours,
Wherever we remove --

by Countee Cullen

For A Lady I Know

 She even thinks that up in heaven
Her class lies late and snores

While poor black cherubs rise at seven
To do celestial chores.

by Dorothy Parker

Sweet Violets

 You are brief and frail and blue-
Little sisters, I am, too.
You are Heaven's masterpieces- Little loves, the likeness ceases.

by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Abe no Nakamaro

When I look abroad
O'er the wide-stretched "Plain of Heaven,"
Is the moon the same
That on Mount Mikasa rose,
In the land of Kasuga?

by Dorothy Parker

Alfred Lord Tennyson

 Should Heaven send me any son,
I hope he's not like Tennyson.
I'd rather have him play a fiddle Than rise and bow and speak an idyll.

by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Sojo Henjo

O ye Winds of Heaven!
In the paths among the clouds
Blow, and close the ways,
That we may these virgin forms
Yet a little while detain.

by Emily Dickinson

When we have ceased to care

 When we have ceased to care
The Gift is given
For which we gave the Earth
And mortgaged Heaven
But so declined in worth
'Tis ignominy now
To look upon --

by Ogura Hyakunin Isshu

Jito Tenno

Spring, it seems, has passed,
And the summer come again;
For the silk-white robes,
So 'tis said, are spread to dry
On the "Mount of Heaven's Perfume.

by Emily Dickinson

We shun it ere it comes

 We shun it ere it comes,
Afraid of Joy,
Then sue it to delay
And lest it fly,
Beguile it more and more --
May not this be
Old Suitor Heaven,
Like our dismay at thee?

by Hilaire Belloc

The Telephone

 To-night in million-voiced London I 
Was lonely as the million-pointed sky 
Until your single voice.
Ah! So the sun Peoples all heaven, although he be but one.

by Li Po

Waterfall at Lu-shan

 Sunlight streams on the river stones.
From high above, the river steadily plunges-- three thousand feet of sparkling water-- the Milky Way pouring down from heaven.

by Robert Burns

196. Epitaph for Mr. W. Cruickshank

 HONEST 1 Will to Heaven’s away
 And mony shall lament him;
His fau’ts they a’ in Latin lay,
 In English nane e’er kent them.
Note 1.
Of the Edinburgh High School.

by Vachel Lindsay

A Prayer to All the Dead among Mine Own People

 Are these your presences, my clan from Heaven? 
Are these your hands upon my wounded soul? 
Mine own, mine own, blood of my blood be with me, 
Fly by my path till you have made me whole!

by Robert Burns

406. Lines Inscribed in a Lady’s Pocket Almanack

 GRANT me, indulgent Heaven, that I may live,
To see the miscreants feel the pains they give;
Deal Freedom’s sacred treasures free as air,
Till Slave and Despot be but things that were.

by Paul Laurence Dunbar


 There is a heaven, for ever, day by day, 
The upward longing of my soul doth tell me so.
There is a hell, I'm quite as sure; for pray If there were not, where would my neighbours go?

by Emily Dickinson

Is Heaven a Physician?

 Is Heaven a Physician?
They say that He can heal --
But Medicine Posthumous
Is unavailable --
Is Heaven an Exchequer?
They speak of what we owe --
But that negotiation
I'm not a Party to --

by Emily Dickinson

When a Lover is a Beggar

 When a Lover is a Beggar
Abject is his Knee --
When a Lover is an Owner
Different is he --

What he begged is then the Beggar --
Oh disparity --
Bread of Heaven resents bestowal
Like an obloquy --

by Robert Browning

The Years At The Spring

 The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven— 
All's right with the world!