Continuing our special look at the best good poems about life, we come to some good poems about life from Rupert Brooke, William Morris and Robert Browning. I hope you enjoy these good poems about life.

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Good Poems About Life  #1

Rupert Brooke: The Life Beyond

He wakes, who never thought to wake again,

Who held the end was Death. He opens eyes

Slowly, to one long livid oozing plain

Closed down by the strange eyeless heavens. He lies;

And waits; and once in timeless sick surmise

Through the dead air heaves up an unknown hand,

Like a dry branch. No life is in that land,

Himself not lives, but is a thing that cries;

An unmeaning point upon the mud; a speck

Of moveless horror; an Immortal One

Cleansed of the world, sentient and dead; a fly

Fast-stuck in grey sweat on a corpse’s neck.

I thought when love for you died, I should die.

It’s dead. Alone, most strangely, I live on.

Good Poems About Life #2

Cherish life Who Abideth by William Morris

Love is enough: cherish life that abideth,

Lest ye die ere ye know him, and curse and misname him;

For who knows in what ruin of all hope he hideth,

On what wings of the terror of darkness he rideth?

And what is the joy of man’s life that ye blame him

For his bliss grown a sword, and his rest grown a fire?

Ye who tremble for death, or the death of desire,

Pass about the cold winter-tide garden and ponder

On the rose in his glory amidst of June’s fire,

On the languor of noontide that gathered the thunder,

On the morn and its freshness, the eve and its wonder:

Ye may make it no more–shall Spring come to awaken?

Live on, for Love liveth, and earth shall be shaken

By the wind of his wings on the triumphing morning,

When the dead, and their deeds that die not shall awaken,

And the world’s tale shall sound in your trumpet of warning,

And the sun smite the banner called Scorn of the Scorning,

And dead pain ye shall trample, dead fruitless desire,

As ye wend to pluck out the new world from the fire.

Good Poems About Life #3

Life In A Love by Robert Browning

Escape me?

Never—

Beloved!

While I am I, and you are you,

So long as the world contains us both,

Me the loving and you the loth,

While the one eludes, must the other pursue.

My life is a fault at last, I fear—

It seems too much like a fate, indeed!

Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed—

But what if I fail of my purpose here?

It is but to keep the nerves at strain,

To dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall,

And baffled, get up to begin again,—

So the chase takes up one’s life, that’s all.

While, look but once from your farthest bound,

At me so deep in the dust and dark,

No sooner the old hope drops to ground

Than a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,

I shape me—

Ever

Removed!

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