Here's a poem for you to read

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I guess this poem is kind of sad but it was written last week when I was really feeling down. I thought I might as well put it on here to get things going on this forum! It's untitled I'm afraid...suggestions welcome!

If I stumble
if I fall
who will catch me
for I have no wings
who can show me
my own strength
without taking it away
if I should tumble
from the star
that bears my weight
if my emotions should
turn to water
who will stop my heart turning
to stone
I do not speak the language
of this world
without my wings
I cannot fly away

This is a nice poem. If it is ok with you, I would like to add it to the article section of the site (under the "Poetry (these are poems, not actual articles)" category. If you would like to write more poetry that we can add to the site, please do so, you are quite talented.

Wow. Just wow. Simple and short, but expresses so much.

I like it. It expresses the emotions I feel not finding a sufficiently accepting woman.

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod, by Eugene Field


Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night

Sailed off in a wooden shoe ~

Sailed on a river of crystal light,

Into a sea of dew.

"Where are you going, and what do you wish?"

The old moon asked the three.

"We have come to fish for the herring fish

That live in this beautiful sea;

Nets of silver and gold have we!"

Said Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.


The old moon laughed and sang a song

As they rocked in the wooden shoe,

And the wind that sped them all night long

Ruffled the waves of dew.

The little stars were the herring fish

That lived in the beautiful sea ~

"Now cast your nets wherever you wish ~

Never afeard are we";

So cried the stars to the fisherman three:

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.


All night long their nets they threw

To the stars in the twinkling foam ~

Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,

Bringing the fishermen home;

'Twas all so pretty a sail it seemed

As if it could not be,

And some folks thought 'twas a dream they'd dreamed

Of sailing that beautiful sea ~

But I shall name you the fishermen three:

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.


Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,

And Nod is a little head,

And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies

Is a wee one's trundle-bed.

So shut your eyes while mother sings

Of wonderful sights that be,

And you shall see the beautiful things

As you rock in the misty sea,

Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:

Wynken,

Blynken,

And Nod.

ok, cheers

The last four lines really say a lot. I wish I could say "Beam me up, Scotty" or "Beam me up, Whoever."

nice responses

(1) Love in a meadow.

Together in a spring meadow if you run i shall catch
thee, making you giggling while i make love to thee,
smothered in a thousand kisses as passion fills our
vision, day turns to dark delights while time fades
out of our sight, two impassioned souls intwined
becoming as one while the scent of the wild flowers
fills our lungs.
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(2) Work

Aww the thing of it all, work today and like
yesterday and tomorrow, dreams come and go but life
remains the same, working for the man it seems never
enough pay, pretty as you are the years tick on,
time passing so quickly its here then its gone, but
i shall wait for you to have time for me, for all's
we got is time and our memory's
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(3) Distance makes the heart grow fonder.

As my heart fills with glad glee i look back at thee
wishing this distance between us to vanish into the
haze and there would stand you and me, together hand
in hand for all eternity
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(4) Firebirds

We are the firebirds flying high in the sky burning
bright for all to see, the mountains and valleys
below us and above us only sky, the songs we sing
are from our hearts delights for being together
forever, we are our own starlight.
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(5) Pieces of me, The river

no, you don't understand, like a shattered bottle
buried deep in a rivers sand, shattered to dust i
feel my soul am, but if taped i am full of the
rivers never ending heart that i am, can you picture
that, and if you can, then you know another puzzle
of who i am
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(6) A Gypsy heart..

My love, i know your soul is out there,
feeling your heart beating as one with mine, i know
your out there. somewhere in the darkness away from
my sight and time, how can i give up hope when my
heart bleeds to know you, i shall wait here a
while, pondering your sweet scent unseen, i shall
wait here a while, feeling your caress unfelt by
me, i shall wait here a while, just to dream of
hearing your voice smiling back at me, i await for
you, even if it takes death and a new beginning,
i shall be here for you, i have nothing but time
ow sweet forever of mine, i shall ponder here for
but a while to catch my breath and look around,
my gypsy soul is only gypsy to know and find you,
come feel my embrace my love, i await for you
until the shadows forevern turn to dust and dark
sorrows, don't give up hope on me my love, don't
let my love stay nothing but a dieing mystery,
when you know me through that what beats in your
own chest, its like firewater that never stops
burning, sleep well my love and dream of me,
i exist.
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(7) Shattered Pieces of me.

every second of my life i live another dream,
wondering what it would be like with the girl of my
dreams, many forevers trouble my soul as i lay in
wait for the one who binds our souls, forever turns
into yesterday and tomorrow but another dream, will
this last forever this i do knot know, for today i
may hang on to yet another dream and tomorrow my
soul, shattered peaces of me i reflect in thee,
but thats because i no longer know who is of me that
is waiting in the forever of the darkest nights
and brightest days of our soul.,,
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( Burden

it brings a smile to me, knowing i am not alone in
my search for the better half of me, yes it creates
sadness do i see, i wish i could take that burden
from others like me, this burden i am willing to
bear in me, i accept it so it would be my own if
no one cares, may your darkest nights shine vary
bright, i await my own tonight, let your love light
shine for all to see, i await the one for me.
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(9) Talented?

Hmm, i tell my self i am talented with a vary poetic
soul, but what my words do no see is what the others
think of me, is it good to tell a yellow haired girl
that her hair is like the finest silken gold? or
would that be to rude and presumptuous of me?, maybe
i should give up and growup from this feast of words
to whom maybe only my mind feeds and know ones
heard. naaaa
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(this poem i can not truely say is my own for there
are too many words from a song in it that is not my
own, "Inkubus Sukkubus--Gypsy Lament".
BeAuTiFuL song)

Firewater,

Sleep well my love whom i may never meet, sleep well
as the night weaves its spell, sleep well with no
pain, the earth shall take our pain, no firewater's
running deep is going to keep my bride from me,
my love to me a mystery, what foolish things i feel
that what defies the hand of fate, yet waits
forever vanishing into the ground, i give blood to
you earth, my love a sadness, as it should be, for
its just a mystery to me without you on my shores,
my love to me this shall be, sleep well my love.
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