 |
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 17:57:56 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 170193
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My tree
[time] => 2012-01-15 00:30:35
[hometext] => I wrote this to depict my take on that my life is built on my sole belief in truth and experiencing life while embracing the knowledge that I can't always live off of that truth in the real world.
[bodytext] => Can you paint it just the way it is no curley cues or highlights can you make them see whats in and whats out the pretty and the ugly it's all beautiful which ever way you wanna show all that counts is that it's truth and only truth can grow. It's a tree that knots and curls all up on it's own. It's ugly ugly battle scars the ones you hate and love. I wanna brush it on my skin and feel the scratch that's real Feel the dirt and rolling roots where I chose to fall and kneel. To climb her branches and endure the bruising the scraping and the fight I'll stay with her my lovely tree rain or sun and always day and night It's old. It's wise. It's survived the test of time. And what matters most to me is that it's only mine. I made it, formed it, breathed life into her branches It bears my mistakes My acomplishments It bore my enemies and romances And when the weight of truth's responsibilty has finally taken it's toll- When my tree leans and falls next to me- May my screams drown out it's toppling May my tears be the burial washing May I find something stronger to keep me walking on. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 62 [topic] => 73 [informant] => samray33 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
|
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