Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Sonnet 116: Let Me Not To The Marriage Of True Minds
Let me not to the marriage of true mindsAdmit impediments. Love is not loveWhich alters when it alteration finds,Or bends with the remover to..
© William Shakespeare
Love
TELL me where is Fancy bred,Or in the heart or in the head?How begot, how nourished? Reply, reply.It is engender'd in the eyes,With gazing fed; and..
© William Shakespeare
Blow, Blow, Thou Winter Wind
Blow, blow, thou winter windThou art not so unkindAs man's ingratitude;Thy tooth is not so keen,Because thou art not seen,Although thy breath be..
© William Shakespeare
A Lover's Complaint
FROM off a hill whose concave womb rewordedA plaintful story from a sistering vale,My spirits to attend this double voice accorded,And down I laid to..
© William Shakespeare
O Mistress Mine, Where Are You Roaming? (Twelfth Night, Act Ii, Scene Iii)
O mistress mine, where are you roaming?O stay and hear! your true-love's comingThat can sing both high and low;Trip no further, pretty..
© William Shakespeare
Fear No More
Fear no more the heat o' the sun;Nor the furious winter's rages,Thou thy worldly task hast done,Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;Golden lads and..
© William Shakespeare
Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? (Sonnet 18)
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate.Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer's lease hath..
© William Shakespeare
A Fairy Song
Over hill, over dale,Thorough bush, thorough brier,Over park, over pale,Thorough flood, thorough fire!I do wander everywhere,Swifter than the moon's..
© William Shakespeare
All The World's A Stage Poem by William Shakespeare
All the world's a stage,And all the men and women merely players;They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many..
© William Shakespeare
Harlem [dream Deferred]
What happens to a dream deferred?Does it dry uplike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore—And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust..
© Langston Hughes
Po' Boy Blues
When I was home deSunshine seemed like gold.When I was home deSunshine seemed like gold.Since I come up North deWhole damn world's turned cold.I was..
© Langston Hughes
Acceptance
God in His infinite wisdomDid not make me very wise-So when my actions are stupidThey hardly take God by surprise
© Langston Hughes
To Artina
I will take you heart.I will take your soul out of your bodyAs though I were God.I will not be satisfiedWith the touch of your handNor the sweet of..
© Langston Hughes
Night Funeral In Harlem
Night funeralIn Harlem:Where did they getThem two fine cars?Insurance man, he did not pay--His insurance lapsed the other day--Yet they got a satin..
© Langston Hughes
Jazzonia
Oh, silver tree!Oh, shining rivers of the soul!In a Harlem cabaretSix long-headed jazzers play.A dancing girl whose eyes are boldLifts high a dress..
© Langston Hughes
I Dream A World
I dream a world where manNo other man will scorn,Where love will bless the earthAnd peace its paths adornI dream a world where allWill know sweet..
© Langston Hughes
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© Langston Hughes
Quiet Girl
I would liken youTo a night without starsWere it not for your eyes.I would liken youTo a sleep without dreamsWere it not for your songs.
© Langston Hughes
The Blues
When the shoe strings breakOn both your shoesAnd you're in a hurry-That's the blues.When you go to buy a candy barAnd you've lost the dime you..
© Langston Hughes
50-50
I'm all alone in this world, she said,Ain't got nobody to share my bed,Ain't got nobody to hold my hand—The truth of the matter'sI ain't got no..
© Langston Hughes
The Weary Blues
Droning a drowsy syncopated tune,Rocking back and forth to a mellow croon,I heard a Negro play.Down on Lenox Avenue the other nightBy the pale dull..
© Langston Hughes
Still Here
been scarred and battered.My hopes the wind done scattered.Snow has friz me,Sun has baked me,Looks like between 'em they doneTried to make meStop..
© Langston Hughes
Problems
2 and 2 are 4.4 and 4 are 8.But what would happenIf the last 4 was late?And how would it beIf one 2 was me?Or if the first 4 was youDivided by 2?
© Langston Hughes
Merry-Go-Round
Where is the Jim Crow sectionOn this merry-go-round,Mister, cause I want to ride?Down South where I come fromWhite and coloredCan't sit side by..
© Langston Hughes