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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Get Away
[time] => 2002-07-19 10:41:07
[hometext] => i'm a high school student and i wrote this poem in may 2002. i think this poem could use some work...but at the same time, i don't wanna touch it because those were my exact feelings at the time of creation. i wanted a unique rhyming sequence, and um yeah that's all i want to say. oh and its about the sunset (which is beauty to me).
[bodytext] => So many times I feel the need to get away Sick of all I get myself into every single day And I just can’t take it anymore. I know that leaving will bring me nothing to gain Just a temporary relief to all that pain But all it takes is a walk out the door. I always think about never coming back Though close friends and family keep me on track But I try so hard to be happy, it makes my face sore. The times when it seems that I have no future, And a migraine is induced by the sound of my cat’s purr I know of one place that can soothe: Harsh, cold sand grains between my craving toes, A blazing sphere traveling deeper with the ocean’s flow In front of this sunset, I have nothing to prove. You see, the sun will not ridicule or judge, No demanding pressure, nor the hold of any grudge Just comfort to my anguish, I’ve nothing to lose. A million colors swirl about Blending to shine brilliantly like a rainbow trout, The intensity stimulating my mind. I yearn to stay in this place forever, Surrounded by serenity, it becomes my endeavor To acquire something so hard to find. It is not that my life is torture to live, It is the existence of this place that I cannot forgive This place that offers hope to mankind. At last the ocean waters welcome the sun, The final moments of daylight begin to come undone And peace finally settles in. Though I still know it’s only temporary, Now all that is hurting doesn’t seem as scary And I can’t help but grin. In the next few moments, I’ll begin my journey home I’ll run so as not to be attacked by the rigorous sea foam, The desire to return always within. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 30 [informant] => mollyism [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => PoemsonBeauty )
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