Famous Heart And Soul Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Heart And Soul poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous heart and soul poems. These examples illustrate what a famous heart and soul poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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Answered

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
 Good-bye – Yes, I am going,
Sudden? Well, you are right.
But a startling truth came home to me
With sudden force last night.
What is it? shall I tell you? –
Nay, that is why I go.
I am running away from the battlefield,
Turning my back on the foe.
Riddles? You think me cruel!
Have you not been most kind?
Why, when you question me like that,
What...Read more of this...

The Dons of Spain

by Henry Lawson
 The Eagle screams at the beck of trade, so Spain, as the world goes round, 
Must wrestle the right to live or die from the sons of the land she found; 
For, as in the days when the buccaneer was abroad on the Spanish Main, 
The national honour is one thing dear to the hearts of the Dons of...Read more of this...

O Friend, to what good art thou preoccupied with

by Omar Khayyam
O Friend, to what good art thou preoccupied with
being? Why trouble thus thy heart, thy soul with idle
thoughts? Live happily, pass thy time joyously, for you
were not asked your opinion about the making of things
as they are....Read more of this...

There Pass the Careless People

by A E Housman
 There pass the careless people 
That call their souls their own: 
Here by the road I loiter, 
How idle and alone. 

Ah, past the plunge of plummet, 
In seas I cannot sound, 
My heart and soul and senses, 
World without end, are drowned. 

His folly has not fellow 
Beneath the blue of day 
That gives to man or woman...Read more of this...

A Thought

by Ehsan Sehgal
I thought I would hug you
I would love you
I would adore you
But it was my thought
Only a thought
That often remains a thought
I take very care of it
The damage will not happen
Nor it will wipe out
From my mind
That thought is energy of my body
My heart and soul
And the light of my life
You know why
The reason is that
In my thought
You exist; you...Read more of this...

Is My Team Ploughing

by A E Housman
 "Is my team ploughing, 
That I was used to drive 
And hear the harness jingle 
When I was man alive?" 

Ay, the horses trample, 
The harness jingles now; 
No change though you lie under 
The land you used to plough. 

"Is football playing 
Along the river shore, 
With lads to chase the leather, 
Now I stand up no more?"...Read more of this...

Power of Love

by Anne Bronte
 Love, indeed thy strength is mighty
Thus, alone, such strife to bear --
Three 'gainst one, and never ceasing --
Death, and Madness, and Despair! 
'Tis not my own strength has saved me;
Health, and hope, and fortitude,
But for love, had long since failed me;
Heart and soul had sunk subdued.

Often, in my wild impatience,
I have lost my trust in Heaven,
And my soul has...Read more of this...

Maid of Athens ere we part

by George (Lord) Byron
 Maid of Athens, ere we part, 
Give, oh, give back my heart! 
Or, since that has left my breast, 
Keep it now, and take the rest! 
Hear my vow before I go, 
Zo? mou sas agapo. 

By those tresses unconfined, 
Wooed by each Aegean wind; 
By those lids whose jetty fringe 
Kiss thy soft cheeks' blooming tinge; 
By those...Read more of this...

Johnson's Antidote

by Andrew Barton Paterson
 Down along the Snakebite River, where the overlanders camp, 
Where the serpents are in millions, all of the most deadly stamp; 
Where the station-cook in terror, nearly every time he bakes, 
Mixes up among the doughboys half-a-dozen poison-snakes: 
Where the wily free-selector walks in armour-plated pants, 
And defies the stings of scorpions, and the bites of bull-dog ants: 
Where...Read more of this...

Lines Written From Home

by Anne Bronte
 Though bleak these woods, and damp the ground
With fallen leaves so thickly strown,
And cold the wind that wanders round
With wild and melancholy moan; 
There is a friendly roof, I know,
Might shield me from the wintry blast;
There is a fire, whose ruddy glow
Will cheer me for my wanderings past. 

And so, though still, where'er I go,
Cold stranger-glances meet my eye;
Though,...Read more of this...

Sonnet OF AUTUMN

by Charles Baudelaire
 THEY say to me, thy clear and crystal eyes: 
"Why dost thou love me so, strange lover mine?" 
Be sweet, be still! My heart and soul despise 
All save that antique brute-like faith of thine; 

And will not bare the secret of their shame 
To thee whose hand soothes me to slumbers long, 
Nor their black legend write for...Read more of this...

Say it now

by Ehsan Sehgal
Say it now to your beloved
Before everthing vanishes;

" I love you deeply with my heart and soul
You are very special one
The way you think, talk, love
I am impressed
I am influenced
You are my life
You are my world
You are my destiny
That I always desired
OMG, in the name of God
I declare, I confess
You are my true love"

Say it now to your beloved
Before everthing...Read more of this...

I worship rose-red cheeks with heart and soul,

by Omar Khayyam
I worship rose-red cheeks with heart and soul,
I suffer not my hand to quit the bowl,
I make each part of me his function do,
Or e'er my parts be swallowed in the Whole....Read more of this...

The Winer

by Ehsan Sehgal
My thoughts, my heart, my soul
You conquer with your love
The way you discover and reach me
That is the gift of spirituality
The heart you won, is far away from material,
Lies, pretendings and falsehood
Purity and truth can rule the heart
That remains for the winner
And the winner is the truth
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Ehsan Sehgal?...Read more of this...

117. Song—Farewell to Eliza

by Robert Burns
 FROM thee, Eliza, I must go,
 And from my native shore;
The cruel fates between us throw
 A boundless ocean’s roar:
But boundless oceans, roaring wide,
 Between my love and me,
They never, never can divide
 My heart and soul from thee.


Farewell, farewell, Eliza dear,
 The maid that I adore!
A boding voice is in mine ear,
 We part to meet no more!
But...Read more of this...

A Thought

by Ehsan Sehgal
I thought I would hug you
I would love you
I would adore you
But it was my thought
Only a thought
That often remains a thought
I take very care of it
The damage will not happen
Nor it will wipe out
From my mind
That thought is energy of my body
My heart and soul
And the light of my life
You know why
The reason is that
In my thought
You exist; you...Read more of this...

The Moon

by William Henry Davies
 Thy beauty haunts me heart and soul, 
Oh, thou fair Moon, so close and bright; 
Thy beauty makes me like the child 
That cries aloud to own thy light: 
The little child that lifts each arm 
To press thee to her bosom warm. 

Though there are birds that sing this night 
With thy white beams across their throats, 
Let...Read more of this...

The Ballad of the Bolivar

by Rudyard Kipling
 Seven men from all the world, back to Docks again,
Rolling down the Ratcliffe Road drunk and raising Cain:
Give the girls another drink 'fore we sign away --
We that took the Bolivar out across the Bay!

We put out from Sunderland loaded down with rails;
 We put back to Sunderland 'cause our cargo shifted;
We put out from Sunderland -- met the...Read more of this...

A Lovers Call XXVII

by Kahlil Gibran
 Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little 
Paradise, watering the flowers who look upon you 
As infants look upon the breast of their mothers? 


Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of 
Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon 
Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice? 


Or amongst the books,...Read more of this...

The Victims Of The Little Box

by Vasko Popa
 Not even in a dream
Should you have anything to do
With the little box

If you saw her full of stars once
You'd wake up
Without heart or soul in your chest

If you slid your tongue
Into her keyhole once
You'd wake up with a hole in your forehead

If you ground her to bits once
Between your teeth
You'd get up with a square head

If you ever...Read more of this...

Last Lines

by Anne Bronte
 Jan 7th

A dreadful darkness closes in
On my bewildered mind;
O let me suffer and not sin,
Be tortured yet resigned. 

Through all this world of whelming mist
Still let me look to Thee,
And give me courage to resist
The Tempter till he flee.

Weary I am -- O give me strength
And leave me not to faint;
Say Thou wilt comfort me at length
And pity my...Read more of this...

The Bluebell

by Anne Bronte
 A fine and subtle spirit dwells
In every little flower,
Each one its own sweet feeling breathes
With more or less of power. 
There is a silent eloquence
In every wild bluebell
That fills my softened heart with bliss
That words could never tell.

Yet I recall not long ago
A bright and sunny day,
'Twas when I led a toilsome life
So many leagues away;

That day along a...Read more of this...

Knocked Up

by Henry Lawson
 I'm lyin' on the barren ground that's baked and cracked with drought, 
And dunno if my legs or back or heart is most wore out; 
I've got no spirits left to rise and smooth me achin' brow -- 
I'm too knocked up to light a fire and bile the billy now. 

Oh it's trampin', trampin', tra-a-mpin', in flies an'...Read more of this...

Love Is Glorious

by Ehsan Sehgal
"Love is glorious feeling, it surrounds all senses and dominates those, beloved is always one and that is the part of your heart and soul." 
Ehsan Sehgal...Read more of this...

Be Not Weary

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
 Sometimes, when I am toil-worn and aweary,
And tired out with working long and well,
And earth is dark, and skies above are dreary,
And heart and soul are all too sick to tell,
These words have come to me like angel fingers
Pressing the spirit's eyelids down in sleep,
'Oh let us not be weary in well doing,
For in due season we shall surely...Read more of this...

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