 |
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 | 02-June 14:19:26 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 171696
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => That Wanderer
[time] => 2012-04-04 12:56:09
[hometext] => My inspiration was myself, over the years I've built up this cover, a fake mask to hide my true emotions. These emotions have bulit up so much i dont even recognise who my true self is, so I dug down deep inside and this is the results.
[bodytext] => Running from this shadow who follows so close behind. You feel that rage and fury in that crumbling state of mind. And sadness burns so very deep that happiness remains only in dreams. Who is that beat down wanderer, who is so very lost it seems. Burning pain, emotional torture, that corrupt trapped soul. Strolling the earth, unaware its sinking furthur into an emotional black hole. Fight little drifter, battle those demon walls. But little drifter continues to fail as its plunging to its fall. Imprisoned now, darkness is all that can be seen, light is no where to be found. Just pain, just torture. That wanderer is bound. Bound to that past, flooded with secrets, confused on how to set one free. Bound to the present and future, too afraid to let one be. So that tortured soul continues to drift, unable to spread its truths. Holding tight to what it knows, a life of mental abuse. Oh little wanderer I continue to wonder, why you follow so close behind ? Who is this broken shadow, what are you so eger to find ? Until I answered my own question. With such sadness yet aggression. That haunted, angered soul was mine. That i was not expecting. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 21 [informant] => LilDrifter [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
|
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