10 Examples of Poems with Rhyme

The rhyming poems are those poems that have some words whose final sound is similar or equal to the final sound of other words. For instance:

This one that you see deception colorgone, (rhymes with verse 4)
that of art showing off the primprayers, (rhymes with verse 3)
with false syllogisms of cabbageprayers, (rhymes with verse 2)
It is cautious deception of the sentgone; (rhymes with verse 1)(Sor Juana Ines De La Cruz)

The poems are literary compositions that belong to the genre of the poetry, which are composed of stanzas and verses and that, generally, are used to represent the subjectivity of the author using literary resources.

The rhyme it is the exact or similar repetition of the final sound of two or more words. For instance: I thoughtento-sentimiento. In rhyming poems, this repetition is established when all or some of the sounds coincide from the last stressed vowel of two or more verses.

The rhyme in a poem is used for aesthetic purposes, as it gives rhythm and sound to the composition.

The rhymes can be:

Examples of poems with rhymes

1. Fragment of "Campos de Soria", by Antonio Machado

Soria cold, Soria pura, (to)
Extremad headura, (to)
with its guerr castleero (b)
ruined, on the Duero; (b)
with its walls roídtos (c)
and their houses blackidtoyes! (c)

Dead city of senprayers (d)
soldiers or huntprayers; (d)
of portals with escudos (and)
of a hundred hid lineagessomething, (f)
and of famished gsomething, (f)
of skinny greyhounds and agudos, (e)
what pululan (g)
for the sordid callejas, (h)
and at midnight ululan, (g)
when the corn squawksejas! (h)

Cold Soria! The campAna (i)
of the Hearing gives the a. (j)
Soria, castell cityAna (i)
so pretty! under the la. (j)

1. Fragment of "Chess", by Jorge Luis Borges

In the grave corner of him, play themprayers (to)
the slow pieces rule. The tablero (b)
he delays them until dawn in his severo (b)
realm in which two cols hate each otherprayers.(to)

Inside they radiate magic rigprayers (to)
the forms: homeric tower, ligero (b)
horse queen navy king postrero, (b)
oblique bishop and aggressive pawnsprayers. (to)

When the players have gone, (c)
when time has consumed themgone, (c)
certainly the rito. (d)

In the East this guerr (and)
whose amphitheater is today all Tierr. (and)
Like the other, this game is infinito. (d)

1. Fragment of a romance by Lope de Vega

I go to my solitudes.
Of my loneliness vandngor, (to)
Because to walk with me
My thoughts are enough for meandntors. (to)

I don't know what, the village has
Where do I live and where?andror, (to)
Than to come from myself
I can't come anymoreandjoryes! (to)

I'm neither right nor wrong with me;
More says my understandingandntor (to)
That a man who is all soul
He is captive in his cuandrpor. (to)

1. Fragment of "Aceituneros", by Miguel Hernández

Andalusians of Jaon, (to)
olive trees altI vos, (b)
tell me in my soul: whoon, (to)
who raised the olI vos? (b)

They were not raised by the nada, (c)
neither the money, nor the lordor, (d)
but the earth fellada, (c)
work and the southor. (d)

United to the water pura (and)
and to the planets agone, (f)
the three gave the beautifulura (and)
of the twisted trunksgone. (F)

Get up, olive cyear, (g)
they said at the foot of the viento. (h)
And the olive tree raised an myear (g)
powerful of cimiento. (h)

1. Fragment of “There is a happy day”, by Nicanor Parra

I dedicated myself to touring this afternoon
The lonely streets of my aldea (TO)
Accompanied by the good twilight
That he is the only friend I knowanddto. (TO)
Everything is like then, autumn
And his diffuse lamp of niandblto, (TO)
Only time has invaded everything
With her pale cloak of sadnessandzto. (TO)
I never thought, believe me, an instant
To see this dear you againandrrto,(TO)
But now that I have returned I do not understand
How could I get away from his puandrtto. (TO)
Nothing has changed, not even their white houses
Nor his old gates of madandrto. (TO)

1. "Seek and long for peace", by Rosalía de Castro

He seeks and longs for peace ...
more... who will calm you downá? (to)
What he daydreams about
asleep go back to dreamtor. (to)
That today like yesterday, and tomorrow
which today, in its eternal afán, (a)
to find the good that he aspires
-when he only finds the mtothe)
always to dream condemned,
can never be quiettor. (to)

1. "Al resentment", by Silvina Ocampo

Do not come, I conjure you, with your piedras; (TO)
with your ancient horror with your consejo; (B)
with your shining shield with your espejo; (B)
with your unusual greenery by hiedras. (TO)

In that tree the dove is mía; (C)
do not cover his song with your screamson; (D)
it moves me, it touches my hearton, (D)
repudiate the marble of your hand fría. (C)

I always recognize you. No no vengas. (AND)
I promised not to look at your wicked cara (F)
every time I cried alone in your avara (F)
desolation. And if I see youengas, (E)

how epic at least you comeanza (G)
and not cowardly, dark, unrepentantentity, (H)
crouched in every shadow ausentity, (H)
pretending that your l never hurtsanza. (G)

Among roses, jasmine that sendenas, (I)
Why didn't I finish you off in my other vGoing? (J)
Make blood flow at least from my brotherGoing, (J)
I'm tired of dyingenas. (I)

1. Rima LX by Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer

My life is an erito the, (to)
flower that I touch is undoneoja; (b)
that on my way fatto the (to)
someone is sowing the mto the (to)
for me to recoja. (b)

1. Fragment of "Doña primavera", by Gabriela Mistral

Doña Primavera
did you see it's primor, (to)
saw in lemon tree
and in naranjo in flor. (to)

Wear for sandals
some wide hojas, (b)
and by caravans
some fuchsias rojas. (b)

Go out to find her
for those caminos. (c)
She goes crazy with suns
and crazy of trinos! (c)

1. Fragment of "Liberation", by Magda Mistral

One day I'll be free, even freer than he sawento, (TO)
my song of bold liberation will be clearon (B)
and I will even have rid myself of this remorseento (TO)
secret that sinks its splinter to my hearton. (B)
One day I'll be free with my arms openertos, (C)
with open and clean eyes in front of the sun,
Fear and Remembrance will not be covered upertos (C)
and crouched to tear me better.
One day I will be free... I will be free presiento, (TO)
with a big smile to the flower of the hearton, (B)
with a big smile like I don't have today.
And there will no longer be the shadow of my remorseento, (TO)
the cowardly silence that diminishes my emotionon. (B)

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