Your Poetry Dot Com

Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com - Read, Rate, Comment on, or Submit Poetry. Browse Poetry Forums, or just enjoy other parts of our poetic community.
One of the largest databases of poetry on the net, now over 198,500+ poems!

Poems On Site: 198,500+ Comments On Poems: 427,000+ Forum Posts: 105,000+

Custom Search


Welcome !	Home · FAQ · Topics · Web Links · Your Account · Submit Poetry · Top 30 · OldSite Link	03-June 09:33:18 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· Members Listing

· Old Site Post 2001

· Old Site Pre 2001

· Poetry Archive

· Public Domain Poetry

Stories

· Stories (NEW ! )

· Submit Story

· Story Topics

· Stories Archive

· Story Search

Community

· Our Poetry Forums

· Our Arcade
100's of Games !

Site Help

· FAQ

· Feedback

Members Areas

· Your Account

· Members Journals

· Premium Sign-Up

Premium Section

· Special Section

· Premium Poems

· Premium Submit

· Premium Search

· Premium Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· Moderators

Our Other Sites

· Embroidery Design Store
· Your Jokes
· Special Urls
· JM Embroideries
· Public Domain Poetry and Stories
· Diamond Dotz
· Cooking Info and Recipes
· Quoof - Australian Story

Social

Array ( [sid] => 177973 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The ninth dream [time] => 2014-03-20 23:14:23 [hometext] => A little rough, a little simple, but I am out of energy. :) Always, abraham [bodytext] => There is darkness in each of us.
There is cruelty and heartbreak all around us.
It is so easy to give up, or to never try.

But even in all of the pain our hearts hold
There is still room for love.

The ninth dream does not shine
It does not speak or sing
It does not dance
It has no shadow to cast

The ninth dream is left always to darkness
So that we might find it in our deepest grief
It has no name
Its proclivity cannot be expressed with words
It recedes even as we embrace it

I do not know how to name it
Only that each of us shares it
That, just as the darkness sweeps between us,
So too do the stars shine above us.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 159 [topic] => 48 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

The ninth dream

Contributed by iodinelove on Thursday, 20th March 2014 @ 11:14:23 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

There is darkness in each of us.
There is cruelty and heartbreak all around us.
It is so easy to give up, or to never try.

But even in all of the pain our hearts hold
There is still room for love.

The ninth dream does not shine
It does not speak or sing
It does not dance
It has no shadow to cast

The ninth dream is left always to darkness
So that we might find it in our deepest grief
It has no name
Its proclivity cannot be expressed with words
It recedes even as we embrace it

I do not know how to name it
Only that each of us shares it
That, just as the darkness sweeps between us,
So too do the stars shine above us.

Copyright © iodinelove ... [ 2014-03-20 23:14:23]
(Date/Time posted on site)

Advertisments:

Previous Posted Poem | | Next Posted Poem

Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more

All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title etc.

Re: The ninth dream (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Friday, 11th April 2014 @ 11:57:43 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

beautiful...
hugs n' love nessa

Re: The ninth dream (User Rating: 1 )
by alicewhite on Monday, 15th April 2019 @ 11:57:31 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

I dreamt of an old man that was my neighbour when i was 17 i lived next door to him for 1 year, only once in that time was i invited into gis home, he would accept no refusal, his house was alive with the ticking of wall to wall antique clocks tick tick tocking, mesmerising and disturbingly shocking, uneasiness filling every fibre and atom of my reality with electric magnetic energy as though the hands of time were directing dimentional frequencies directly at me mockingly. I feel to add the symbol for pi or 0 0 p or phi,,,
He told my then companion to take care of me n proceeded to search his room for a suitable clock to present to me as a gift which both unnerved me and made me feel empathy and love for this kind soul, every part of my being screamed this is wrong, i dnt want to take from another its not morally right, yet he was insistant n i was young n didn/'/t want to offend him and appear un
greatfull, so very reluctantly i resigned myself to acceptance of the clock he bestowed to me.

While every care is taken to ensure the general sites content is family safe, our moderators cannot be in all places; all the time. Please report poetry and or comments that are in breach of our site rules HERE (Please include poem title or url). Parents also please ensure that you supervise your children well when they are on the internet; regardless of what a site says about being, or being considered, child-safe.

Poetry is much like a great photo, a single "moment in time" capturing many feelings and emotions. Yet, they are very alive; creating stirrings within the readers who form visual "pictures" of the expressed emotions within the Poem. ©

Opinions expressed in the poetry, comments, forums etc. on this site are not necessarily those of this site, its owners and/or operators; but of the individuals who post items to this site.
Frequently Asked Questions | | | Privacy Policy | | | Contact Webmaster

All submitted items are Copyright © to their submitter. All the rest Copyright © 2002-2050 by Your Poetry Dot Com

All logos and trademarks in this site are property of their respective owners.

Script Generation Time: 0.052 Seconds. - View our Site Map | .© your-poetry.com