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Blink, Blink

Im bored
Im going insane
Too much homework
So many chores
so much stress
Wink Wink
Blink Blink
I'm there
At my happy place
Whever I please
No cars
No streets
No Seas
nor boats
no planes
no skies
I'm there
Within seconds
Escape from life's glooms
Ease away my pains
Bliss bliss
Whenever I please
Todaloo
Hola
To my my happy place
Blink Blink
Wink Wink

poem by Bella Ravenstar
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Wink For Me

Wink for me today
For I know I’m full of life
Wink when you work
I’ll be reminded of my work
Wink when entering the toilet
I’ll know others are half attached
Wink when you eat
I’ll buy my own lunch
Wink when kissing
I’ll miss my wife more
While driving still wink
I’ll work and buy my own
When you die please wink
I’ll prepare my suitcase for take off
Please wink for me

poem by Lawrence s. Makola
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The Wink

It might of been created by a liar or a thief
So people will be confused by a thought or a belief
And at that moment of time when you will stop and think
You will not realize you've been tricked, as there will be a wink,
You might think all is alright and that is acceptable
As you wont see what truly is perceptible,
And if you are with that friend and they offer you a drink
Be careful before you drink it, and watch out for that wink.

It might of been created when someone was looking for the truth
Or maybe they were curious, or maybe they were a sleuth
But when they are close to an answer you will notice their eye
Then you will see that wink, now you won't care about why,
You are happy and pleased as now you will walk away
But what was the truth, as not a word did they say,
When people tell you all is alright, but your life is at its brink
Be ever so careful, and watch out for that wink.

It might of been created by a spouse or a cheater
But we know it wasn't created by either Paul or Peter
When the truth is asked for, it is told without a blink
So we must be ever so weary of that devilish wink
In the history of time it as been used to trick and confuse
And also to confirm a lie, and also to amuse,
Remember the devil signs his contracts in blood and ink
So in life be ever so careful, and watch out for that wink.

poem by Randy McClave
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Winken, Blinken, and Nod

When you ask
If I’m okay
I nod
It’s a universal
Do you want some popcorn?
Nod
Do you like her?
Nod
Wink, nod
Wink, blink, nod
At you
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Set sail in a pea-green boat
And why can’t I?
Because they crashed and I will too
So I will write this song for you
And why do I?
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Because my trust in you is gone
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
In a wink, in a blink, in a nod
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Now my trust in you is gone
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Now I forget everything
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Set sail in just a pea-green boat.
So why can’t I?

poem by Mye3
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Pink, Our Shrink, and Love, I Think

The only things I can think
(Besides think)
That rhyme with pink
Are stink
And wink
And blink
And sometimes I think I need this shrink
Because I hate pink
As the things it rhymes with stink
Like facial functions and thoughts I think
Then write down here in maroon ink
And as said by our shrink
The problem with pink
Is that it can't express the love that I think
And wink
To you as I blink
And now dare to write in maroon ink
As between you and me, it's a link
We both hate the color, I think
Because this poem makes us tickled pink
As we wait in the office of our shrink
Who we hate as much as the color pink

poem by Phoenix Rory
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Blink Of An Eye…

You called me a dreamer
You also said I am unreal
You think I am fool
But I hope I could change that with the blink of an eye.

You have never known me and you hated me as well
I never tried to explain, no matter how bad
So I kept loosing never had track of what I had
But I hope I could change all that with the blink of an eye.

Summer changed to winter
All the leaves kept coming down till the trees missed them bad
I kept on seeing the twilight, couldn’t see it all
But I hope I could change it all with the blink of an eye.

I kept on talking to myself and I blamed me too.
Imagined the butterflies sleeping on the roses that never bloomed
I was lost in constant retrospection and introspection it never helped
Only arguments grew stronger and the walls wouldn’t break.
But I hope I could change it all with the blink of an eye

Yes I hope I can change it all and do the undone with the blink of an eye

poem by Kunal Seth
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When the stars wink

When the stars wink, glittering above me,
it feels as if they do beacon to come nearer,
when I see them stretching to the horizon,
forming patterns or even drawing lines
in the dark ink,

the whole of heaven is covered,
far too awesome to comprehend
with the glory procreated by a almighty God;
when the stars wink.

Later even the bats stop their frolicking,
an owl flutters past when a mouse squeals
and then I do realize
how insignificant man is on this earthly place
while a star jumps for a moment,
when the stars wink.

poem by Gert Strydom
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You Don't Have To Think To Write A Nice Poem

why think? poetry does not demand
thinking

it demands feelings, your feelings,
and you have lots of them,
these feelings
of loss, of joy, of sorrow, of bliss,
of sadness, and happiness,

of longings, and regrets
of losing and gaining,

all these, do they require
so much thinking
and evaluating? no, they are there
with you, always waiting to be written
and sometimes
mind you, just put your hand
on the keys
and they start writing about
themselves
try the trance
lose yourself, be the breath
from your mouth
be the air from your nostrils
be the wind
be the spirit from your body
for once
let it fly away and take the
whole world
in the tips of your fingers
in the blink of your eye
in the slip of your tongue
in the wink
of your mind

poem by Antonio Liao
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I'm So Tired

i'm so tired (lennon/mccartney)
I'm so tired, i haven't slept a wink
I'm so tired, my mind is on the blink
I wonder should i get up and fix myself a drink
No,no,no.
I'm so tired i don't know what to do
I'm so tired my mind is set on you
I wonder should i call you but i know what you'd do
You'd say i'm putting you on
But it's no joke, it's doing me harm
You know i can't sleep, i can't stop my brain
You know it's three weeks, i'm going insane
You know i'd give you everything i've got
For a little peace of mind
I'm so tired, i'm feeling so upset
Although i'm so tired i'll have another cigarette
And curse sir walter raleigh
He was such a stupid git.

song performed by by Beatles
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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No Hero

By the blink of an eye, by the wink from the sun in the sky, so i kiss my wishes, bye bye - The moon can never tell, when the time is noon, silver shining cedar spoons - I have lost the door which unlocks my room, where i spade with less than a witch riding her broom - Why fear the unseen, i am happy to be sad, where have you been, does that mean i was bad - My flower is a tree, i am blind as a spider, with multiple eyes i refuse to see, the mirror is me - I am webbed and confused, i am about to be clouded - I have faked the lock to my gate, there is no key to unlock my fate - I am no hero, twice the zero, which creates the circles 2 ring the eight

poem by Unic Cjonr
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She Has Tremendous Hands

Eyes and high cheekbones!
That's how I can tell they are all related!
This crotch theory you've got,
Makes absolutely no sense.
Since that would not apply to them all.
Some are short and a few are quite tall!

'The daughter,
She wears a size 13 shoe.'

And what is that suppose to mean?
What has that got to do with anything?

'She has tremendous hands! '

And...
What is that wink about?

'Well...
You didn't hear it from me,
But...
I know she can be a gorgeous woman.
But I'm told...
When she stands,
She can stand up to any man! '

And what's up with the wink?
I still don't get it!

'I don't think you will no time soon!
You are not her type.
Unless that also changes.'

There you go with that wink!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We Who Keep Thinking

look at us
we who keep thinking
whose days run
like undecided metaphors
our bodies are bloating
with words
fattened with what we
grope and
cannot fully understand
eyelashes bent like
Nike
eyes that are strangers
to blink and wink
there is no more care
how this world goes
we, who keep thinking
stand on feet dissolving
on fingers that become
keyboards
we, are, reduced
to nothing but
your thoughts.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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In The Blink Of An Eye

Hey
Is there something I can do?
You broke your heart in two
Many pieces
Now you gotta put it back again

Now when you're trying to make it through
And you're feeling kinda blue
I'll be there to tell you
That things will change

[CHORUS]
When you turn around
All the tears will dry
Whatever was lost
Will be found
In the blink of an eye
When you're losing ground
Hold your head up high
Whatever was lost
Will be found
In the blink of an eye

Hey I know I should be sinkin deep
I know I ought to weep
Like a baby
But it's really not that bad
Cause when my heart was achin'
When my world was shakin'
You were there to tell me
That things will change

[CHORUS]

I thought my heart was on the mend
Now I'm falling for a friend
Someone who was there
When things were changing

In the blink of an eye
Everything changes
In the blink of an eye
What's lost will be found

[CHORUS]

When you turn around
All the tears will dry
Whatever was lost will be found
In the blink of an eye

song performed by by A-Teens from Pop 'Til You Drop!
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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I do not think I should care to go on worshipping a Madonna even if she did wink. One cannot make much out of a wink. We want something more than that from the object of our adoration.

quote by Charles Spurgeon
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I Have Always Wanted The Sea To Be Calm

i have long wanted the sea to be calm
but they too have to comply with the changes of the seasons
abide by the rages of the storm
and throw of the tornado
the weird whirlwinds
the cyclic cyclones
the typical typhoons

i always envy the stones
they belong to no one and they abide to none.
they have no feelings and so they are not hurt.
they do not have the heart, and so they do not take the risk of loving.
i envy their stares, they do not blink, neither do they wink.
they roll and never break.
and sometimes they are carved and worshiped as gods.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Who Peeps On The Peeper?

Who peeps on the peeper?
God.
Who else keeps the peeper peeking,
But God.
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep...
As those who seek to take a peek.
Believing what is done they do,
Is out of sight.
And out of God's reach.
Thinking lessons learned...
God does not teach.

Who peeps on the peeper?
God.
Who else keeps the peeper peeking,
But God.
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep...
As those who seek to take a peek.
Believing what is done they do,
Is out of sight.
And out of God's reach.
Thinking lessons learned...
God does not teach.

Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!

Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Think, ...

I think, I think some things bit uniquely;
I think, I ink some things bit differently;
I think, I link things bit mysteriously;
I think, I wink and blink like most others!

I think, God wants me to think differently;
I think, God wants me to ink uniquely;
I think, God makes me sink my grievances;
I think, God bestows on me nuances!

Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-27-2008

poem by John Celes
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Nyc Man

It can only lead to trouble if you break my heart
If you accidentally crush it on the ides of march
Id prefer you were straight forward
You dont have to go through all of that
Im a new york city man, baby, and say go and that is that
New york city man, you just say go and that is that
Im a new york city man, you just say go and that is that
Its far too complicated to make up a lie
That youd have to remember and really why
I wouldnt want to be around you
If you didnt want to have me around
Im a m-a-n-n man, you blink your eyes and Ill be gone
M-a-n-n man, you blink your eyes, honey, I love you, Ill be gone
New york city man, you blink your eyes and Ill be gone
Brutus made a pretty speech but caesar was betrayed
Lady macbeth went crazy but macbeth ended slain
Ophelia and desdamona dead leaving hamlet in a play
But Im no lear with blinded eyes, say go and I am gone
The stars have shut their eyes up tight
The earth has changed its course
A kingdom sits on a black knights back
As he tries to mount a white jeweled horse
While a clock full of butterflies on the hour
Releases a thousand moths
You say leave and Ill be gone
Without any remorse
No letters faxes phones or tears
Theres a difference between bad and worse
Im a new york city man, blink your eyes and Ill be gone
New york city - man, m-a-n, you blink your eyes and Ill be gone
New york city, I love you, new york city man
New york city, how I love you, blink your eyes and Ill be gone
Just a little grain of sand
New york city, ooohhh, how I love you
New york city, baby, blink your eyes and Ill be gone
Oh, how I love you

song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Starry Skies

Winter nights are cold,
And you're feeling old,
Stuck under the overpass,
You just can't get past,
Life wastes away,
As you go grey,
Future looking bleak,
As you try to stay meek,
What is the point of all this,
You should try to find your bliss!

You're stuck in your cars,
While I'm looking at the stars,
You're in a traffic jam,
While I'm being a man,
Too alive to contrive,
The lie that you're alive,
Wake up and breathe,
It's almost time to leave,

What should you seek?
Is there time for us to meet?
What could I say to you?
If only my heart knew!
Sitting in a distant land,
Trying to look grand,
Feeling real sad,
Sometimes I make you mad!

Stuck in your cars,  I'm looking at the stars,
In a traffic jam while I'm being a man,
Too alive to contrive, the lie that you're alive,
Wake up and breathe, it's time to leave,

Taillights blink and you turn to drink,
Future is escaping as quick as a wink,
Living to fight another day,
I don't like to see you this way,
Don't want to leave things like this,
It is you that I will always miss,
Time to be alive and love each other,
Wish we could be friends again, brother,
So it is peace that I wish for you that struggle,
Trying so hard to keep it together,
Maybe we are meant to find our own path,
What will we find in the aftermath?
On your chest they will leave a scar,
Then I'll see you on a distant star!

05 June 2012

poem by David Andre' Klopper
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What's Time Got To Do With IT

Love is just a time
measured out in moments under spelled
we come together
on somebody's whim
A wrinkle on the face of space
We could have missed it all in a wink
You and I were pressed
together in a blink
lashed as if by ropes of hash
marked forever for our fever

Too many prove that time trumps love
it all wears out
like sand erasers of a wave
goodby to love
tics time
before we bury our regret
in clocks of our own tocking

poem by Boink Boink
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A Wink

Across the river there is thunder
A bridge of fears
Clocks of silk dreams ticking
Lovers that quit kissing
I know what you want

The church of Jesus is for the broken
I am there
I see you with your hymnal
I probably shouldn’t wink
But I do

I know you seen me
When we get to heaven
Will you wink back?

poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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