#fins - Hello Poetry

If I grew wings would you stab them with pins and add me to your collection? If I grew fins would your interest in me culminate in a classroom dissection? If I grew muscle would a vivisection suffice or would you first crush my strength within an iron vise?

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Oct 2, 2020

Oct 2, 2020 at 10:24 AM UTC

normancrane

If I Grew Wings

If I grew wings would you stab them with pins and add me to your collection? If I grew fins would your interest in me culminate in a classroom dissection? If I grew muscle would a vivisection suffice or would you first crush my strength within an iron vise?

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we have no fins yet are drawn to the sea we have no wings and yet take to the skies not content to be where evolution put us we invade worlds where we don’t belong without understanding the one we were granted

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Jul 18, 2020

Jul 18, 2020 at 7:43 AM UTC

nigdaw

space invaders

we have no fins yet are drawn to the sea we have no wings and yet take to the skies not content to be where evolution put us we invade worlds where we don’t belong without understanding the one we were granted

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I searched the ocean for my long lost treasure, Only to forget about it and lose it forever. I tried to dive deep, keep it together. Searching for time just to discover, It never existed. I thought I had oxygen, I thought I’d be safe. But turned out to be nothing when compared to the waves, That pushed and slammed me back and forth, Releasing my heart and stealing my core. I’m nothing without it. Fish everywhere of all shapes and sizes, Some swimming in the open and some only hiding, Never being revealed to the rest of the planet, Nothing caring for them, holding their hand and, Letting them win. Their magnificent colors turn red into blue, If I chose when to leave it wouldn’t be soon. Fins shimmering through golden sunlight, Holding all of them and nothing to lose sight. No fitting in. Every fish is different and sparkling with colors, Never to be looked at and compared to another. Because, quite honestly, that would ruin it all, Comparing two fish by a mere flaw. Life’s not a game to win.

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Jan 11, 2018

Jan 11, 2018 at 11:50 PM UTC

simpathi

Ocean of Life

I searched the ocean for my long lost treasure, Only to forget about it and lose it forever. I tried to dive deep, keep it together. Searching for time just to discover, It never existed. I thought I had oxygen, I thought I’d be safe. But turned out to be nothing when compared to the waves, That pushed and slammed me back and forth, Releasing my heart and stealing my core. I’m nothing without it. Fish everywhere of all shapes and sizes, Some swimming in the open and some only hiding, Never being revealed to the rest of the planet, Nothing caring for them, holding their hand and, Letting them win. Their magnificent colors turn red into blue, If I chose when to leave it wouldn’t be soon. Fins shimmering through golden sunlight, Holding all of them and nothing to lose sight. No fitting in. Every fish is different and sparkling with colors, Never to be looked at and compared to another. Because, quite honestly, that would ruin it all, Comparing two fish by a mere flaw. Life’s not a game to win.

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I can't fly without feathers So why are you putting me in tethers I can't swim without fins And still your sticking in the pins And pulling off that little dolls limbs Like right out of the fairytale grimms' Your vicious as hell with that voodoo doll of twine You made in my image so it would be mine I constantly feel the shivers run down my spine I don't understand why you keep me here entrapped And leave all of our potential so untapped Instead you think I must be kidnapped It's trust that you're so desperately lacking Wish you would just relize it's not me that's been slacking

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Mar 18, 2016

Mar 18, 2016 at 5:46 PM UTC

Pauline_Morris

Voodoo Doll

I can't fly without feathers So why are you putting me in tethers I can't swim without fins And still your sticking in the pins And pulling off that little dolls limbs Like right out of the fairytale grimms' Your vicious as hell with that voodoo doll of twine You made in my image so it would be mine I constantly feel the shivers run down my spine I don't understand why you keep me here entrapped And leave all of our potential so untapped Instead you think I must be kidnapped It's trust that you're so desperately lacking Wish you would just relize it's not me that's been slacking

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