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 15:59:34 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] => 87497 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Invisible [time] => 2005-03-14 23:51:30 [hometext] => I'm not sure that everyone will know what this is about [bodytext] =>
Days later the tears still come
She wonders if the pain will ever be done
At the time, she felt ripped in two
Now she feels shattered, her happiness overdue

People seem to be staring, she’s not sure at what
It’s not at her clothes, their mouths are kept shut
She imagines that it shows, by looking at her face
But no one has asked, no one has embraced

On one hand she’s glad, it happened to her
Not to some little girl, did this dread occur
She would never wish this pain, on anyone other
Not a father, a mother, a sister, or brother

On the other hand, it hurts to this enormous degree
No one understands, but they can’t disagree
The pain inside is ripping her apart
From her body, her soul departs

Two days later, some feelings have changed
Holding the secret inside, she’s becoming deranged
Not one person has noticed, the cuts on her arms
No one’s felt the need, to sound the alarms

Her make-up is running, she hasn’t showered in days
Her hair is all matted, and going every which way
She’s beginning to think she can’t really be seen
She’s invisible now, at the age of sixteen

Even at home, he parents don’t say a word
Silence is what she usually preferred
But they used to talk, and carry on so
This muteness only started one week ago

She’s become invisible, it must be true
As this girl she is now, she’s made her debut
But there was no one to watch, no one to see
The change she made, to this absentee

xMONIQUE MARIEx
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 184 [topic] => 13 [informant] => anonymussme [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Invisible

Contributed by anonymussme on Monday, 14th March 2005 @ 11:51:30 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry




Days later the tears still come
She wonders if the pain will ever be done
At the time, she felt ripped in two
Now she feels shattered, her happiness overdue

People seem to be staring, she’s not sure at what
It’s not at her clothes, their mouths are kept shut
She imagines that it shows, by looking at her face
But no one has asked, no one has embraced

On one hand she’s glad, it happened to her
Not to some little girl, did this dread occur
She would never wish this pain, on anyone other
Not a father, a mother, a sister, or brother

On the other hand, it hurts to this enormous degree
No one understands, but they can’t disagree
The pain inside is ripping her apart
From her body, her soul departs

Two days later, some feelings have changed
Holding the secret inside, she’s becoming deranged
Not one person has noticed, the cuts on her arms
No one’s felt the need, to sound the alarms

Her make-up is running, she hasn’t showered in days
Her hair is all matted, and going every which way
She’s beginning to think she can’t really be seen
She’s invisible now, at the age of sixteen

Even at home, he parents don’t say a word
Silence is what she usually preferred
But they used to talk, and carry on so
This muteness only started one week ago

She’s become invisible, it must be true
As this girl she is now, she’s made her debut
But there was no one to watch, no one to see
The change she made, to this absentee

xMONIQUE MARIEx




Copyright © anonymussme ... [ 2005-03-14 23:51:30]
(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: Invisible (User Rating: 1 )
by waos on Tuesday, 15th March 2005 @ 12:02:59 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Wow, that's really sad. It's got that childlike sound to it. I'm sorry if it's
you that went through that. Good write.
~Waos/Kara


Re: Invisible (User Rating: 1 )
by xtremcalibur on Tuesday, 15th March 2005 @ 04:44:46 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
I found beauty in this poem. One can take this a couple of ways. I have chosen one. I never thought something like that could be put into words so beautifully. Good write.




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