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 08:47:51 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] => 171493 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Beautiful Lines [time] => 2012-03-24 17:42:46 [hometext] => This is about my current state of mind - I'm sorry if it's not very cheerful but I feel the need to express it. I dedicate it to my boyfriend, which is the most amazing person I know [bodytext] => I meant to write a poem to you
so my evil tongue won't spill unwilling snakes of tangles anger
but now my pen can't write but truth:

my person is broken, my eyes are sore
I remember a time where I wanted no more
I lost hope that wonders exist
I forgot the time where I thought they did

I wish I could live,
but I can only kill
I wish I could think,
but I feel so ill

I wanted to write beautiful lines for you
of how you're the person I owe my life to
of how all joy I know has been through your eyes
of the day I met you, the day of surprise

Above all I'd like to write about how we are now
I'd like to say we are fine
and how I make you smile

I'd write beautiful lines
of our days and our nights
and the sounds and the sights
of our times without bounds

Of the air that we breathe
and the look in our eyes
of the emotions we share
of how our promises shine

Instead as I lay a pen, I speak of destruction
of the pain I inflict, of death and disruption
my soul is imprisoned in a body of hatred
my thoughts are corrupted by the darkness embedded

I wake becomes sleepless living
haunted by meandering dreams
of a day without breathing
of a moment of peace

days become months, and months become years
time goes by, I'm still shedding tears

I have not written
but merely in prose

I have not given
but bags of stones

I have not eaten
but I've often choked

I have not slept
but maybe I've dozed [comments] => 3 [counter] => 124 [topic] => 65 [informant] => Luzinha [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )

Beautiful Lines

Contributed by Luzinha on Saturday, 24th March 2012 @ 05:42:46 PM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff

I meant to write a poem to you
so my evil tongue won't spill unwilling snakes of tangles anger
but now my pen can't write but truth:

my person is broken, my eyes are sore
I remember a time where I wanted no more
I lost hope that wonders exist
I forgot the time where I thought they did

I wish I could live,
but I can only kill
I wish I could think,
but I feel so ill

I wanted to write beautiful lines for you
of how you're the person I owe my life to
of how all joy I know has been through your eyes
of the day I met you, the day of surprise

Above all I'd like to write about how we are now
I'd like to say we are fine
and how I make you smile

I'd write beautiful lines
of our days and our nights
and the sounds and the sights
of our times without bounds

Of the air that we breathe
and the look in our eyes
of the emotions we share
of how our promises shine

Instead as I lay a pen, I speak of destruction
of the pain I inflict, of death and disruption
my soul is imprisoned in a body of hatred
my thoughts are corrupted by the darkness embedded

I wake becomes sleepless living
haunted by meandering dreams
of a day without breathing
of a moment of peace

days become months, and months become years
time goes by, I'm still shedding tears

I have not written
but merely in prose

I have not given
but bags of stones

I have not eaten
but I've often choked

I have not slept
but maybe I've dozed

Copyright © Luzinha ... [ 2012-03-24 17:42:46]
(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: Beautiful Lines (User Rating: 1 )
by Luzinha on Saturday, 24th March 2012 @ 06:59:43 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

any comments are welcomed. it's not my best piece of writing in terms of style, but I haven't written for months because of the depressive state I'm in and it's the first thing I've jotted some lines in a while... I just needed to express my feelings... I feel a bit relieved :-)

Re: Beautiful Lines (User Rating: 1 )
by Luzinha on Saturday, 24th March 2012 @ 07:06:23 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

sorry I just noticed certain mistakes, mainly it should be tangled instead of tangles, and 'My Wake' instead of I wake

Re: Beautiful Lines (User Rating: 1 )
by shereal_14 on Saturday, 24th March 2012 @ 07:23:23 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

The beginning of this is a little confusing, but I actually enjoyed reading the rest of this. Good work. You say it isn't your best, but it's actually pretty good work.

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