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!
Welcome to Your Poetry Dot Com    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  ·  01-November 10:02:54 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· 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· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
 Reference
· Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
 Others
· Recipes
· 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

Futility's Ire

Contributed by jaeann on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 10:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Does it really matter?
Does anyone really care?
All the constant spattering
it's really not so fair.

I've tired of the waiting game
a play of hit or miss
some days are all the same
then WHAMMY! I'm really p***ed.

The faith I have is fading fast
the light now ebbs to dark
weary of the broken past
fate has left it's evil mark.

The tears fall quickly now
as reality hits it's cue
all that fear doth endows
nine lives minus a few.

The traps are cut in marbled stone
the key lost in oceans of pain
the aura seems to be on loan
I'm always left standing in the rain.

Does it really matter?
Does anyone really care?
Did you hear the clatter?
My sanity fell down the stairs




Copyright © jaeann ... [ 2003-09-05 10:05:00]
(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: Futility's Ire (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 10:14:37 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
again a vivid and moving account of inner turmoil...some do care trust in that
Shari


Re: Futility's Ire (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 02:55:58 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Hmm this was good although I think it could have done without the second stanza. I liked the imagery you put in this poem. Great write.

Bobo (Joel)


Re: Futility's Ire (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 5th September 2003 @ 08:54:18 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Jaeann,you are such a beautiful poet.You ask the questions needing to be ask, and you pose them in poems that are simply masterpieces. Your are a truly great poet.


Re: Futility's Ire (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 6th September 2003 @ 12:56:02 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
you express this very well, Crow




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. ©

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