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 18:15:34 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] => 35141 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => My Kingdom Come [time] => 2004-02-15 21:28:17 [hometext] => This poem is about looking into my storage room at all of our things just as items the movers are careless w/ and look so bland in there, and being 16 it seems like some people look at me and look away, but what happens to our stuff matters to me tooe [bodytext] => My Kingdom Come
February 15, 2004

As I stand here and look out,
At my kingdom, I frown.
My whole life, my being,
Is before me this day,
And there’s nothing I can do,
But look and say,
I don’t like to see you this way.
My world of a home,
Spread in varying boxes and piles,
For miles,
My kingdom is flared.
And I,
I am scared.
These paintings from France,
Hung along the halls,
Are just pieces standing up agsint the cement walls.
My bed frame, the lamps,
Everything I knew,
Is lying here, cramped.
How can my whole world, my home,
Fit into this little dome.
My kingdom in a cube of dimensions,
60 feet by 80,
And everything is shaky.
As I stand here and look out,
At my kingdom, I frown.
To others, just things,
No ties to these,
These that give me wings.
A home, each piece a memory,
Stocked and locked behind this door,
And I’m standing here,
Here forever more.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 32 [informant] => calista [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )

My Kingdom Come

Contributed by calista on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 09:28:17 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry

My Kingdom Come
February 15, 2004

As I stand here and look out,
At my kingdom, I frown.
My whole life, my being,
Is before me this day,
And there’s nothing I can do,
But look and say,
I don’t like to see you this way.
My world of a home,
Spread in varying boxes and piles,
For miles,
My kingdom is flared.
And I,
I am scared.
These paintings from France,
Hung along the halls,
Are just pieces standing up agsint the cement walls.
My bed frame, the lamps,
Everything I knew,
Is lying here, cramped.
How can my whole world, my home,
Fit into this little dome.
My kingdom in a cube of dimensions,
60 feet by 80,
And everything is shaky.
As I stand here and look out,
At my kingdom, I frown.
To others, just things,
No ties to these,
These that give me wings.
A home, each piece a memory,
Stocked and locked behind this door,
And I’m standing here,
Here forever more.

Copyright Â© calista ... [ 2004-02-15 21:28:17]
(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: My Kingdom Come (User Rating: 1 )
by Kie on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 09:59:05 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Awww, I know it has to be tough to be disrupted and see your things disarranged and things awry. But think of yourself embarking on a grand new adventure! Loved your poem. Kie

Re: My Kingdom Come (User Rating: 1 )
by Shadow on Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 10:24:47 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Dear poet dear poet how to say it. To live in your past is to damn your futcher. Now on to the poem. I can see the door and all that you were shoved into it. Fromat was good. The rhyming a little hard to follow at first but good. You have an excellent poem of life in this. I too know the feeling of looking in at things long forgotten. Look at it this way. That is a door of the past. Ready or not the door of the futcher is waiting.

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