Whats a poem you'll never forget

What poem will you never forget and who is it by?

Dido my freind that is a great poem but umm another one is Frost i think thats what its called i forget the author

The Raven, Edgar Allan Poe

What can I say, I just love it...

Also, The Raven!

I read this poem once off of a site..The poet was unknown but it was called something like bubble...
I wish I could remember the title but that poem itself was the best inspirational poem ever for myself...It started off like..Inside a bubble....Ohh I love that poem..thanks bye

I simply will necer forget the poem "Jimmy's Almost Birthday" i don't know who wrote it but they are on this site

"Mommy Went To Heavan"-Unknown Author But Featured On One Of MY FAVORITES....And "Dady's Day"

The Final Act by Lise Teller, that was just unbelieveable awesome my favorite poem of all time, theres also The Bully and the Graduation Speech by Cheryl Costello- Forshey! they are in chick soup books they inspire me

~lil slam~

A Raven, E.A. Poe....as so many here readily show.
"A Valentine" by E.A. Poe also had me thinking "wow, nice piece!" - the poem speaks of a hidden message inside the verses, and how unlikely anyone will be able to find it... see if you can ;-)

I like "Alone" by Edgar Allen Poe the best. And I also agree; the Raven is one of the most mentioned poem on this site, I prefer some of his other work more.

I like Annabel Lee by E.A Poe...Its cute, but kind of sad at the same time.

This poem, written by the MADD( mothers against drunk driving)
I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, mom
So I had sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn’t drink and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right
The party finally ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never new what was coming, Mom
Something I expected least.
Now I’m laying on the pavement,
And I hear the police man say,
The kid that caused this was drunk,
Mom his voice was so far away.
My own blood’s all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
This girl is going to die.
I’m sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive
Now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
Like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid, mom
Tell daddy to be brave,
And when I go to heaven,
Put daddys girl on my grave.
Someone should have taught him,
That it was wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I’d still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom
I’m getting really scared.
Theses are my final moments,
And I’m so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
wish that I could say I love you, Mom
So I love you and good-bye.

I like Edgar Allan Poe, but 'The Raven' is a bit overrated.

I know a lot of people have mention Edgar Allan Poe and yes, sometimes he is overrated but this is coming from somone who had read pretty well EVERY single word he has written.

My Favorite poem written by him in his youth is as follows;

Spirits of the Dead, which was written in 1827 if i am not mistaken

Thy soul shall find itself alone
'Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.

Be silent in that solitude,
Which is not loneliness–for then
The spirits of the dead, who stood
In life before thee, are again
In death around thee, and their will
Shall overshadow thee; be still.

The night, though clear, shall frown,
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven
With light like hope to mortals given,
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee for ever.

Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish,
Now are visions ne'er to vanish;
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more, like dew-drop from the grass.

The breeze, the breath of God, is still,
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy, shadowy, yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token.
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries!
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Another poem I like is;
How Do I Love Thee?
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
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Another one is as follows;
By; Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
The Beautiful Night
Now I leave this cottage lowly,

Where my love hath made her home,
And with silent footstep slowly

Through the darksome forest roam,
Luna breaks through oaks and bushes,

Zephyr hastes her steps to meet,
And the waving birch-tree blushes,

Scattering round her incense sweet.
Grateful are the cooling breezes

Of this beauteous summer night,
Here is felt the charm that pleases,

And that gives the soul delight.
Boundless is my joy; yet, Heaven,

Willingly I'd leave to thee
Thousand such nights, were one given

By my maiden loved to me!

And that is pretty well some of my favorite poems. As well as Writers

to Daneil J,
the hidden meaning in E.A.Poes A Valentine is :Frances Sargent Osgood. There grl he wrote it for. am i right?
and i also am a BIG E.A.POe fan, i think that he was a GREAT poet.