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	29-May 20:59:20 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] => 106572 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Final Hours [time] => 2005-09-26 23:13:19 [hometext] => * Written after seeing a girl on the bus with cuts and scars all over her arms it brought back a lot of memories. I am not sure if this is good or not so comments are appreciated as always. * [bodytext] =>
The years passed me by
Dipped in sorrow's flames
Happiness eluded my frail eyes
Guided numbly through the years
Feeling nothing in this empty heart
Sun eternally darknened by the clouds
The knife kissed my veins with its sharp touch
And soon my perpetual winter will end
The blood streams down my arms
And drips off my fingertips
The black curtain has finally dropped

I live my final hours with no regrets
Only determination is reflected in my eyes
Determination that this must end
I look towards the stars
And soon I will soar with them
With every frost singed breath
I grow closer to the end,
Yet I feel nothing
Just the emptiness that clouds my meagre existence
And the pain that drove me towards the end
I live my final hours with no regrets
[comments] => 7 [counter] => 344 [topic] => 36 [informant] => bobotheclown [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )

Final Hours

Contributed by bobotheclown on Monday, 26th September 2005 @ 11:13:19 PM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

The years passed me by
Dipped in sorrow's flames
Happiness eluded my frail eyes
Guided numbly through the years
Feeling nothing in this empty heart
Sun eternally darknened by the clouds
The knife kissed my veins with its sharp touch
And soon my perpetual winter will end
The blood streams down my arms
And drips off my fingertips
The black curtain has finally dropped

I live my final hours with no regrets
Only determination is reflected in my eyes
Determination that this must end
I look towards the stars
And soon I will soar with them
With every frost singed breath
I grow closer to the end,
Yet I feel nothing
Just the emptiness that clouds my meagre existence
And the pain that drove me towards the end
I live my final hours with no regrets

Copyright Â© bobotheclown ... [ 2005-09-26 23:13:19]
(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: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by heartless_soul on Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 04:54:35 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

wow, if you ask me this is good. you used words and portrayed emotions very well. I know what you mean, but thats what the scars are there for, to show us that those things did happen.
this was very well writen and I do hope that others will feel the same thing but are able to express these feelings better them I). I do hope that you are not thinking about this and if you are please do get help. if no one else you can PM me. please do keep writing its good to read those who can write so good. Be well

*H_S*

Re: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by emphaticplacebo on Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 06:07:59 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

You succeeded yet again with your poetry Joel, this is a truly profound write in the subject of the human condition.
I could absolutely relate to the subject matter and you word it so very well. The lines are full of in-depth turmoil and emotion.
Thanks for giving another awesome write

Dan

Re: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Tuesday, 27th September 2005 @ 01:29:59 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

A man of quality.....not quantity....that's what you are!! Once again you have written a very profound piece of poetry... Well done, Joel..
Hugs
Jenni

Re: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by ArsenicMyst on Wednesday, 28th September 2005 @ 01:54:46 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

very nice ...

your capturing the image of the girl on the bus
placing yourself into her soul
then by ecliptic transmission
relaying your memories merged with her for us

how complete in that you were
only she can say

as for me ... in that light ... it is very good work
and honest in its finality

Arsenic *`·.¸·:

Re: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by FleurdeSang on Wednesday, 28th September 2005 @ 07:39:34 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

You have a wonderful gift on looking through another's eyes, and expressing what they must keep hidden... Absolutely beautiful, and sorrowful. As always, another poetic masterpiece by none other, :-). Love it, deary, love it love it love it!! ^_^ Please write again, I always enjoy reading your work. Flawless piece. Very inspirational. Thank you for sharing with us! All my love,

Forever,

Stephy!

Re: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by Nessa_Lee on Wednesday, 28th September 2005 @ 08:04:40 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Absolutely wonderful! A really great piece, keep it up!

~*~nessa_lee~*~

Re: Final Hours (User Rating: 1 )
by blowfish_jane on Thursday, 13th October 2005 @ 03:19:15 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Joel, you really do have that wonderful touch in you for observing the things around you.

Your a great poet and it shows in this write. Keep them comming.

Jane~

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