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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 Alfred Lord Tennyson
19 Sandra Cisneros
20 Alice Walker
21 Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
22 Billy Collins
23 Christina Rossetti
24 Carol Ann Duffy
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 Alexander Pushkin
40 Carl Sandburg
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 Allen Ginsberg
50 Jane Austen
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Famous Short Sin Poems

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

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by Robert Herrick

MIRTH

 True mirth resides not in the smiling skin;
The sweetest solace is to act no sin.


by Stephen Crane

You say you are holy

 You say you are holy,
And that
Because I have not seen you sin.
Aye, but there are those Who see you sin, my friend.


by Gwendolyn Brooks

We Real Cool

 We real cool.
We Left School.
We Lurk late.
We Strike straight.
We Sing sin.
We Thin gin.
We Jazz June.
We Die soon.


by Stephen Crane

I stood upon a high place

 I stood upon a high place,
And saw, below, many devils
Running, leaping,
and carousing in sin.
One looked up, grinning, And said, "Comrade! Brother!"


by Omar Khayyam

To him who would his sins extenuate,

To him who would his sins extenuate,
Let pious men this verse reiterate,
«To call God's prescience the cause of sin
In wisdom's purview is but folly's prate.»


by Omar Khayyam

What adds my service to Thy majesty?

What adds my service to Thy majesty?
Or how can sin of mine dishonour Thee?
O pardon, then, and punish not, I know
Thou'rt slow to wrath, and prone to clemency.


by Stephen Crane

With eye and with gesture

 With eye and with gesture
You say you are holy.
I say you lie; For I did see you Draw away your coats From the sin upon the hands Of a little child.
Liar!


by Omar Khayyam

With many a snare Thou dost beset my way,

With many a snare Thou dost beset my way,
And threatenest, if I fall therein, to slay;
Thy rule resistless sways the world, yet Thou
Imputest sin, when I do but obey!


by Omar Khayyam

I drown in sin—show me Thy clemency!

I drown in sin—show me Thy clemency!
My soul is dark—make me Thy light to see!
A heaven that must be earned by painful works,
I call a wage, not a gift fair and free.


by Ben Jonson

To the Same. (Sir Cod the Perfumed)


XX.
 ? TO THE SAME.
  
[SIR COD THE PERFUMED.
]
The expense in odors, is a most vain sin,
Except thou could'st, sir Cod, wear them within.


by William Strode

On His Lady Marie

 Marie, Incarnate Virtue, Soule and Skin
Both pure, whom Death not Life convincd of Sin,
Had Daughters like seven Pleiades; but She
Was a prime Star of greatest Claritie.


by Omar Khayyam

Although the creeds number some seventy-three,

Although the creeds number some seventy-three,
I hold with none but that of loving Thee;
What matter faith, unfaith, obedience, sin?
Thou'rt all we need, the rest is vanity.


by Omar Khayyam

Of happy turns of fortune take your fill,

Of happy turns of fortune take your fill,
Seek pleasure's couch, or wine-cup, as you will;
Allah regards not if you sin, or saint it,
So take your pleasure, be it good or ill.


by Robert Herrick

TO HEAVEN

 Open thy gates
To him who weeping waits,
And might come in,
But that held back by sin.
Let mercy be So kind, to set me free, And I will straight Come in, or force the gate.


by Omar Khayyam

Though Khayyam strings no pearls of righteous deeds,

Though Khayyam strings no pearls of righteous deeds,
Nor sweeps from off his soul sin's noisome weeds,
Yet will he not despair of heavenly grace,
Seeing that ONE as two he ne'er misreads.


by Joaquin Miller

BYRON

 IN men whom men condemn as ill 
I find so much of goodness still, 
In men whom men pronounce divine 
I find so much of sin and blot, 
I do not dare to draw a line 
Between the two, where God has not.


by Stephen Crane

Black riders came from the sea

 Black riders came from the sea.
There was clang and clang of spear and shield, And clash and clash of hoof and heel, Wild shouts and the wave of hair In the rush upon the wind: Thus the ride of sin.


by Omar Khayyam

Thy pity being promised me, I have no fear of sin

Thy pity being promised me, I have no fear of sin.
With the provision that Thou possessest, I have no disquiet
about the journey. Thy benevolence renders my
visage white and of the black book I have no fear.


by Omar Khayyam

It is we who have confidence in the divine goodness,

It is we who have confidence in the divine goodness,
who have shaken off the ideas of obedience and sin; for
where Thy benevolence exists, O God, he who has done
nothing is equal to him who has done something.


by Omar Khayyam

I am such as Thy power has made me. I have lived a

I am such as Thy power has made me. I have lived a
hundred years filled with Thy benevolence and benefits.
I would like still a hundred years to commit sin and to
see if the sum of my faults outweighed Thy pity.


by Omar Khayyam

In the midst of this whirlpool of the world, hasten to

In the midst of this whirlpool of the world, hasten to
gather some fruit. Seat thyself upon the throne of gaiety
and bring the cup to thy lips. God is indifferent both
to creed and sin; enjoy then here below, what pleases
thee.


by Omar Khayyam

Who is the man who here below has not committed

Who is the man who here below has not committed
sin; can you say? Had he not committed it, could he
have lived, can you tell? If, because I do evil, you
punish me for evil, what then is the difference between
you and me, can you say?
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by Omar Khayyam

Enumerate my good qualities one by one; my faults,

Enumerate my good qualities one by one; my faults,
pass by in tens. Pardon each sin committed for the love
of God. Fan not the fire of hatred by the breath of
passion, pardon, rather, in memory of the tomb of the
Prophet of God [Mohammed].


by Omar Khayyam

Though sin hath made me ugly and forlorn, not without

Though sin hath made me ugly and forlorn, not without
hope am I like some idolater relying on his temple
gods. So, on the morn I die of yesternight's carouse,
give me some wine and call the one Beloved, for Hell
and Paradise are one to me.


by Omar Khayyam

O Thou, God, before whom sin is without consequence,

O Thou, God, before whom sin is without consequence,
tell him who possesses intelligence to proclaim this important
point: that in the eyes of a philosopher it is an
absolute absurdity to make divine fore-knowledge in league
with sin.
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