10 Best Famous Wickedly Poems

Here is a collection of the top 10 all-time best famous Wickedly poems. This is a select list of the best famous Wickedly poetry. Reading, writing, and enjoying famous Wickedly poetry (as well as classical and contemporary poems) is a great past time. These top poems are the best examples of wickedly poems.

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 Out of the wood my White Knight came:
His eyes were bright with a bitter flame,
As I clung to his stirrup leather;
For I was only a dreaming lad,
Yet oh, what a wonderful faith I had!
And the song in my heart was never so glad,
As we took to the trail together.

"Friends and lovers, good-bye," I said;
Never once did I turn my head,
Though wickedly wild the weather
min were the rover's rags and scars,
And the rover's bed beneath the stars,
But never the shadow of prison bars,
As we ranged the world together.

Dreary and darkling was the trail,
But my Knight was clad in a gleaming mail,
And he plucked from his plume a feather.
And oh how foolishly proud was I!
"I'll wear it," I told him, "till I die;
Freemen we'll be of sea and sky,
To the ends of the earth together."

Yet now I know by my failing breath
I'm ripe for the last adventure, Death,
And I've reached the end of my tether:
But my Knight of the shining mail is there,
And his eyes are bright and he bids me dare:
So into the Dark let's boldly fare,
Into the Dark . . . together.

 I LOOK on the specious electrical light 
Blatant, mechanical, crawling and white, 
Wickedly red or malignantly green 
Like the beads of a young Senegambian queen. 
Showing, while millions of souls hurry on, 
The virtues of collars, from sunset till dawn, 
By dart or by tumble of whirl within whirl, 
Starting new fads for the shame-weary girl, 
By maggotry motions in sickening line 
Proclaiming a hat or a soup or a wine, 
While there far above the steep cliffs of the street

The stars sing a message elusive and sweet. 
Now man cannot rest in his pleasure and toil 
His clumsy contraptions of coil upon coil 
Till the thing he invents, in its use and its range, 
Leads on to the marvelous CHANGE BEYOND CHANGE 
Some day this old Broadway shall climb to the skies, 
As a ribbon of cloud on a soul-wind shall rise. 
And we shall be lifted, rejoicing by night, 
Till we join with the planets who choir their delight. 
The signs in the street and the signs in the skies 
Shall make me a Zodiac, guiding and wise, 
And Broadway make one with that marvelous stair 
That is climbed by the rainbow-clad spirits of prayer.