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 06:14:30 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] => 112245 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Alone [time] => 2005-12-29 12:42:18 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I shout.
Nobody hears me.
I sit on the park bench for hours.
Nobody sees me.
I feel as if time is moving so slow.
I watch as tens of people pass me without a single glance.
I cry, alone.
My broken heart wishing to be put back together.
I am a ghost to my own world.
A ghost that goes unseen.
A ghost that goes unheard.

Copyright ©2005 Michaela Claire Junius
[comments] => 3 [counter] => 556 [topic] => 48 [informant] => BleedingMascara [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )

Alone

Contributed by BleedingMascara on Thursday, 29th December 2005 @ 12:42:18 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I shout.
Nobody hears me.
I sit on the park bench for hours.
Nobody sees me.
I feel as if time is moving so slow.
I watch as tens of people pass me without a single glance.
I cry, alone.
My broken heart wishing to be put back together.
I am a ghost to my own world.
A ghost that goes unseen.
A ghost that goes unheard.

Copyright ©2005 Michaela Claire Junius

Copyright Â© BleedingMascara ... [ 2005-12-29 12:42:18]
(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: Alone (User Rating: 1 )
by marie on Thursday, 29th December 2005 @ 01:00:41 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

beautiful write. i know the feeling. keep it up. :-)

Re: Alone (User Rating: 1 )
by ArsenicMyst on Thursday, 29th December 2005 @ 02:11:23 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

*
whelll i just had to sign on
in order to comment on your poem

i would vote your first poem here
as "the best poem of the day" ...

why?

because it is so brilliantly simple,
articulate, meaningful and real ...
especially in this, today's world,
controlled and occupied by the mass media
of superficiality and technology,
of political, economic, religious and social self-indulgence.

your amazing poem does not stoop to, nor resorts to,
the "metaphoria" of inner demons, wrist cuttings,
suicide, or to other self-serving emotive inflictions and destruction

it is also not the helpless self-pityings by most poets,
lost to their own soulful yearnings and spiritual emptiness.

nor is it the type of fatuous romantic simperings
of many idealistic writers, like myself.

it is neither clever in its structure and style,
or haughty in its attempt to seek newer juxtapositions and
symbolisms of the outmoded thoreau-dickinson-idyllic purist types.

yea ... do keep it up!

claps for anarchy

*.¸¸.·´*Arsenic

Re: Alone (User Rating: 1 )
by Packatack on Thursday, 29th December 2005 @ 06:25:24 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

sometimes when u shout, ppl jes' look at you funny n ignore u, n then makes u feel even more lonely......been there but someday someone will come by n say the right words.....

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. Â©

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 Â© to their submitter. All the rest Copyright Â© 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