 |
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 17:02:01 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 116046
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Brake free
[time] => 2006-03-08 01:02:09
[hometext] => Are you confused yet..........well you will be......you will be (ha ha ha ha)
[bodytext] => As the eyes look up to see the beholder A blur of the future Rushes across my mind What terrors await for me on the otherside For what I did to all who care What is the point of living If you fear...... The very thing that life is How can I live in a world of hate and greed Without being greedy and hating you all I see the future of all humans that don't know what love is I will give you a hint..... The life that you think you know is a lie What is the point of love if there is no hate How can you hate someone without feeling emotion for them You use blind words to tell a story About something that never happened Look at a yin and yang one side black one side white both have each color in one another So why don't we You say you can hate someone You say you can love someone But how can you do either without emotion That is a question you must figure out Cause no one mind is the same Just the shell If beauty comes from the inside Then why lose yourself in a mirror Tring to look good for the world When all your doing is digging a hole of depression That you can't climb out of. Unless you can face the monster That is burried in your mind So that you can be free.... So that you can live.... Now take my hand And let me lead you To a place Where good and evil Live in peace Join me When you Go to Sleep [comments] => 1 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 71 [informant] => diablohate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => secrets )
|
Menu
· 
Poetry
Community
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
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