Top 85 poems of 2015 for Kids and lovers
Today we have something special for children, to make fun, to open the mind or to give a gift to your parents, friends. Well I am talking about poems, which tells story to child that how life goes, how you feel the things and many other purposes. Form my last article which was about kids photo was very much liked by the viewers. So we have to take keen interest in making our kids bright.
Today the poems which I chose will leave a message against child, that will urge a new born baby or new child to do something to achieve the goals of life. Kids have to learnt these poem by heart and then sing these poems in there sweet voice. Some time our parents behave like a childish so it just to celebrate the happiness of their child. Well children can celebrate their parent’s happiness by singing sweet lovely poem.
Given sweet lovely kids poem of 2015 encourage kids to do on their own behalf. Some of these old but mostly are latest new poem in my collection. You can share or like my article within your friends.
Classic Poems For Children
1-Young and Old by -Charles Kingsley
When all the world is young lad,
And all the trees are green;
And every goose a swan, lad,
And every lass a queen;
Then hey for boot and horse, lad,
And round the world away;
Young blood must have its course, lad,
And every dog his day.
When all the world is old, lad,
And all the trees are brown;
When all the sport is stale, lad,
And all the wheels run down;
Creep home, and take your place there,
The spent and maimed among:
God grant you find one face there,
You loved when all was young.
2-You Are Old, Father William by-Lewis Carroll
You are old, Father William,” the young man said,
“And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head-
Do you think, at your age age, it is right?”
“In my youth,” Father William replied to his son,
“I feared it might injure the brain;
But, now that I’m perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again.”
“You are old,” said the youth, ” as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back somersault in at the door-
Pray, what is the reason of that?”
“In my youth,” said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
“I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment-one shilling the box-
Allow me to sell you a couple?”
“You are old,” said the youth, ” and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the back-
Pray, how did you manage to do it?”
“In my youth,” said his father, “I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life.”
“You are old,” said the youth, “one would hardly suppose
That your eye was steady as ever;
Yet, you balanced an eel on the end of your nose-
What made you so awfully clever?”
“I have answered three questions, and that is enough,”
Said his father. “Don’t give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I’ll kick you downstairs!
3-Winter Time by -Robert Louis Stevenson
Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.
Before the stars have left the skies,
At morning in the dark I rise;
And shivering in my nakedness,
By the cold candle, bathe and dress.
Close by the jolly fire I sit,
To warm my frozen bones a bit;
Or with a reindeer-sled, explore
The colder countries round the door.
When to go out, my nurse doth wrap
Me in my comforter and cap,
The cold wind burns my face, and blows
Its frosty pepper up my nose.
Black are my steps on silver sod;
Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;
And tree and house, and hill and lake,
Are frosted like a wedding-cake.
4-The Wind by -Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you;
But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I;
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by.
5-Where Go the Boats? by -Robert Louis Stevenson
Dark brown is the river,
Golden is the sand.
It flows along for ever,
With trees on either hand.
Green leaves a-floating,
Castles of the foam,
Boats of mine a-boating-
Where will all come home?
On goes the river,
And out past the mill,
Away down the valley,
Away down the hill.
Away down the river,
A hundred miles or more,
Other little children
Shall bring my boats ashore.
6-What is Pink? byChristina Rossetti
What is pink? A rose is pink
By the fountain’s brink.
What is red? A poppy’s red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? The sky is blue
Where the clouds float through.
What is white? A swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? Pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? The grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? Clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!
7-umbling By -Anonymous (circa 1745)
In jumping and tumbling
We spend the whole day,
Till night by arriving
Has finished our play.
What then? One and all,
There’s no more to be said,
As we tumbled all day,
So we tumble to bed.
8-Trees By -Sarah Coleridge
The Oak is called the king of trees,
The Aspen quivers in the breeze,
The Poplar grows up straight and tall,
The Peach tree spreads along the wall,
The Sycamore gives pleasant shade,
The Willow droops in watery glade,
The Fir tree useful in timber gives,
The Beech amid the forest lives.
9-TopsyTurvey World by -William Brighty Rands
If the butterfly courted the bee,
And the owl the porcupine;
If the churches were built in the sea,
And three times one was nine;
If the pony rode his master,
If the buttercups ate the cows,
If the cat had the dire disaster
To be worried, sir, by the mouse;
If mamma, sir, sold the baby
To a gypsy for half-a-crown;
If a gentleman, sir, was a lady-
The world would be Upside Down!
If any or all of these wonders
Should ever come about,
I should not consider them blunders,
For I should be Inside Out!
10-Time to Rise by -Robert Louis Stevenson
A birdie with a yellow bill
Hopped upon the window sill,
Cocked his shining eye and said:
“Ain’t you ‘shamed, you sleepy-head?”
11-The Sheep By -Ann and Jane Taylor
“Lazy sheep, pray tell me why
In the pleasant fields you lie,
Eating grass, and daisies white,
From the morning till the night?
Everything can something do,
But what kind of use are you?”
“Nay, my little master, nay,
Do not serve me so, I pray;
Don’t you see the wool that grows
On my back, to make you clothes?
Cold, and very cold, you’d be
If you had not wool from me.
True, it seems a pleasant thing,
To nip the daisies in the spring;
But many chilly nights I pass
On the cold and dewy grass,
Or pick a scanty dinner, where
All the common’s brown and bare.
Then the farmer comes at last,
When the merry spring is past,
And cuts my woolly coat away,
To warm you in the winter’s day:
Little master, this is why
In the pleasant fields I lie.”
12-The Lamb By-William Blake
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o’er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Little lamb, I’ll tell thee,
Little lamb, I’ll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a lamb.
He is meek, and He is mild;
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little lamb, God bless thee!
Little lamb, God bless thee!
13-Upon the Swallow by -Robert Herrick
This pretty bird, oh, how she flies and sings!
But could she do so if she had not wings?
Her wings bespeak my faith, her songs my peace;
When I believe and sing, my doubtings cease.
14-The Cow by -Robert Louis Stevenson
The friendly cow, all red and white,
I love with all my heart:
She gives me cream with all her might,
To eat with apple tart.
She wanders lowing here and there,
And yet she cannot stray,
All in the pleasant open air,
The pleasant light of day;
And blown by all the winds that pass
And wet with all the showers,
She walks among the meadow grass
And eats the meadow flowers.
15-Covetousness By -Peter Idley
Covetousness hath never end,
And where is no end, is no rest;
Where is no rest, peace doth wend;
Where is no peace, God is a guest;
For God Himself made His nest
Where peace made his bower,
And there He dwelleth, our Saviour.
16-Poetry by Alan Loren The Bicycle
In the babbling I broke my bike
In the deep end directly near the dyke
Biking is fun, you feel so free
Just don’t sit on your cycle when you swim or ski
17-Healthy Eating by Alan Loren
Peter loves his prune juice, especially with peas
Nancy prefers not to eat, while she is kneeling on her knees
Frank devours frankfurters, at Friday football games
Chris eats carrots on a cake, at least that is what he claims
Stephanie just love her grapes, she gives them to the guys,
Corn and carrots, and cantaloupe too, are wonderful for your eyes!
18-A Hunch Poetry by Alan Loren
I had a horrible hunch
That got me going good
A feeling that felt freaky
Shall I share it, yes I should
I don’t like frightening stories
But when I got to school
My teacher told us terrible tales
Of goblins, ghosts and ghouls
I knew I should have stayed home
Stayed right there in my bed
Is this really something they should teach?
Is there nothing else instead?
19-Menagerie by Alan leren
I met a fair maiden Mathilda
Who loved to hang with her horse Hilda
Under her bed, she kept butter and bread
Which she fed to her favorite fish Tilda
20-Tea20 by Alen Leron
Dora never dunked her donuts
We never quite knew why
She really should share her secret
Oh Dora please don’t lie!
‘It’s true I don’t dunk my donuts’
She spoke and said ‘you see’
If donuts were meant for dunking and dipping
They would come inside my
30+ Cute Love Poems 2015
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40+ Best Short Poems 2015
Life pomes, love poems, funny poems and many other poems which are loveable by everyone I provide you today some short poems collectively. It tells the story of Author that might be relating with fun, selfish or with love. You can express your feelings through single lines of love. I see that people love with poems especially children love to sing sweet poem so I do post on some short love poems and few of them funny.
Further if you want to tell about your feelings to your love or any other thing then my given collection of short poems helps you very much. And if you want give your own poems then give us in comments we will publish it for you. In my previous articles of poems I just look the interest of readers in poems so I provide you more stuff regarding poems. You need to keep visiting my site for more latest poems for you and for your new born child.
I provide some text pomes and some images of short poems; I promise you will love with my given collection. If you like my this article then you might be interested in my some other articles like, 50+ Best Life Quotes.
Short Poems Text
1-Playful Joy By Susanna Rose
Being with you is joy, pure joy.
But you know what?
The joy, dirty joy
is pretty incredible, too.
2-Snappy Happy By Susanna Rose
I feel snappy and happy
and pretty darn good,
I’d leap over buildings
and fly if I could.
What makes me so giddy
and light-hearted, too?
The reason’s quite simple:
It’s you, baby, you!
3-No Way! By Susanna Rose
Could I get along without you?
Could I face another day?
Could I find such happiness again?
No way, no way, NO WAY!
4-Wow By Susanna Rose
Wow, you’re just amazing!
Wow, you’re really great.
Wow, you’ve got the kind of style
that I can’t overrate!
Wow, you make me happy!
And please, may I avow
that no one else compares to you,
so while I’m at it–WOW!
Short Funny Poems
5-Right Now By Susanna Rose
I want to wrap you in my arms
and hug with all my might,
then snuggle close beside you,
making love all through the night,
and in the morning whisper
tender words by dawn’s first light.
I’d like to do that lots and lots–
let’s start right now, all right?
6-Love Without End By Susanna Rose
I love you, love you, love you,
yes, I love you, truly love you,
oh, I love you very much.
(Second verse, same as the first.)
I love you, love you, love you…
7-You’re My Smile By Susanna Rose
Some days suck and bring bad luck
with troubles by the load.
There’s a pothole or a speed bump
every step along the road.
But here’s the way I save the day–
I simply think of you.
That burst of sunshine makes me smile
and helps me make it through.
8-Sweet Misery By Susanna Rose
When I fell in love with you,
it made a wreck of me.
I feel so dazed and dizzy
that it’s hard for me to see.
I get too hot and sweat a lot.
I hardly eat a bite.
My pulse beats like a kettle drum
and keeps me up at night.
My stomach hurts and I go down
as if I’ve got the bends.
Love’s causing me sweet misery–
I hope it never ends!
9-Proper Treatment By Susanna Rose
I thought love had it in for me,
it didn’t treat me nice.
It kicked my butt and ran me down
and crushed me in its vice.
Love would do me in, I knew.
What saved me from that fate?
You came into my life, of course,
and now love treats me great!
10-Love by Sri Chinmoy
Love is not a thing to understand.
Love is not a thing to feel.
Love is not a thing to give and receive.
Love is a thing only to become
And eternally be.
11-Hope Emily Dickinson
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all,
12-Life Walt Whitman
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me
as good belongs to you.
13-Death by William Blake
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?