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 02-June 09:29:00 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] => 5603 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Melted [time] => 2002-10-25 13:45:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I remember when things weren't like this,
You cuddled me always, every chance,
And now I doubt you'd look to me
To take up the very last dance.

Although I'm still your girlfriend,
I find it so hard to hang on,
While I'm still salvaging kisses,
It seems you're already long gone.

Like a candle which once burned so fiercely,
I now view our love as "lost cause",
A candle-stick holder once sat on silk,
Is now replaced by a rough tarnished gauze.

And me? I look on with sorrow,
More sleepless nights without passion or care,
But I know hearts can not bleed when
There is no shred to feel for, left there.

And you? I have no idea,
What or who takes the place of our once fun filled days,
Who pleases you, when your lonely,
Who demands "Romeo" in those old Shakespeare plays.

I resort to bitter kisses,
From the wrong types (or the right types,
Who already have someone like me...)
And I dream of people who do not wear your face,
But an imitation of love less ugly.


See our love slowly melted to shapeless,
A poor heap of mess undefined,
Perhaps now is the time to say farewell,
For our love is clearly no longer blind.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 208 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Phildel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Melted

Contributed by Phildel on Friday, 25th October 2002 @ 01:45:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I remember when things weren't like this,
You cuddled me always, every chance,
And now I doubt you'd look to me
To take up the very last dance.

Although I'm still your girlfriend,
I find it so hard to hang on,
While I'm still salvaging kisses,
It seems you're already long gone.

Like a candle which once burned so fiercely,
I now view our love as "lost cause",
A candle-stick holder once sat on silk,
Is now replaced by a rough tarnished gauze.

And me? I look on with sorrow,
More sleepless nights without passion or care,
But I know hearts can not bleed when
There is no shred to feel for, left there.

And you? I have no idea,
What or who takes the place of our once fun filled days,
Who pleases you, when your lonely,
Who demands "Romeo" in those old Shakespeare plays.

I resort to bitter kisses,
From the wrong types (or the right types,
Who already have someone like me...)
And I dream of people who do not wear your face,
But an imitation of love less ugly.


See our love slowly melted to shapeless,
A poor heap of mess undefined,
Perhaps now is the time to say farewell,
For our love is clearly no longer blind.




Copyright © Phildel ... [ 2002-10-25 13:45:00]
(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: Melted (User Rating: 1 )
by Justice3310 on Friday, 25th October 2002 @ 01:56:12 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
this was a very beautiful poem I feel very bad about your situation... I hope things will get better for you.....Poetry does help express lost feelings....Great poem....
Justice


Re: Melted (User Rating: 1 )
by horseluver on Sunday, 27th October 2002 @ 01:48:55 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
your feelings are very well expressed through your words-believe me-If you wrote this through experience then I know what your going through-and it does get worse before it gets better-but it always gets better-good luck and hang in there




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