 |
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 | 11-June 06:21:35 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 177719
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Brothers Farewell
[time] => 2014-02-05 21:39:05
[hometext] => My brother recently past away and also around the same time my english teacher wanted us to write a poem about a time that we were lost or that we had lost something dear to us. From that idea this was born , he said i should submit it..here i go...
[bodytext] => Joey is gone, His soul laid to sleep Down he goes Watching the coffin we weep. My brother was strong, Loyal and sweet But all was taken from me With one foul sweep. He fired his bullet But then two more came. One to the eye, the other abreast. My Brother is gone now, My only true friend. Alone I feel, As they hand my mother the flag. The striped Red, White and blue, In which Joey carried in his bag. The flag is torn, worn old and tattered, But holds much dignity in which I fathomed. My heart was torn, And so was my family’s. But none more than mine, For we did not keep our promise. A promise made between two siblings Promising to come home safe Bringing a medal of Silver To see his smiling face How lost I feel, Cold and alone For my first friend is gone now Never to return How I miss my Brother With passion of flame Knowing that his Justice was not carried out my way I shall carry his flag, upon my shoulders Never letting his memory pass my borders I love my brother, but loath him as well. For leaving me alone In this life I now call hell. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 39 [informant] => -top-shot- [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
|
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