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  ·  OldSite Link 29-May 17:13:26 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· 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 Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
· Bubble Puzzle
· ConnectN
· Cross Word
· Cross Word Easy
· Drag Puzzle
· Word Hunt
 Reference
· Dictionary
· Dictionary (Rhyming)
· Site Updates
· Content
· Special Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
· Donations
 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

Array ( [sid] => 81833 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => her life [time] => 2005-01-28 04:00:47 [hometext] => was thinkin about how to speak of my life, kind of a stranger looking in .. not too good [bodytext] => she sat at her computer one night and held her head in her hand
longing and empty in her heart for love but no one to understand
nothing to help her ease the pain that slowly kills her soul
she loved so much but was left without even a touch.

her arms wide open for someone to care
nothing much to love or love to share,
she can't help but long for understanding
and her loves are always ending

if just once she could be seen,
then her life would be understood,
but no one cares and no one shows
but in her life and heart

her love still grows [comments] => 2 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 43 [informant] => brokenwings [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
her life

Contributed by brokenwings on Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 04:00:47 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



she sat at her computer one night and held her head in her hand
longing and empty in her heart for love but no one to understand
nothing to help her ease the pain that slowly kills her soul
she loved so much but was left without even a touch.

her arms wide open for someone to care
nothing much to love or love to share,
she can't help but long for understanding
and her loves are always ending

if just once she could be seen,
then her life would be understood,
but no one cares and no one shows
but in her life and heart

her love still grows




Copyright © brokenwings ... [ 2005-01-28 04:00:47]
(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: her life (User Rating: 1 )
by marshmalloska on Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 09:47:47 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
No i thought this was an excellent poem, and a great idea- from someone elses perspective, i just hope that your not that sad really. it seems from browsing poems on this site, that depression is the curse of the intellectual


Re: her life (User Rating: 1 )
by sojourner on Friday, 28th January 2005 @ 11:10:06 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Nice poem, by your words written I can see that you have a heart that overflows with love
hope in time you find that one true love thats waiting to be found by you.
sojourner,




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