 |
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 10:56:38 AEST | ||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
|
||||
|
Array
(
[sid] => 60306
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Up All Night
[time] => 2004-08-16 10:57:23
[hometext] => Just had to get this off my chest, don't know if its any good, but I figured i'd post it anyway, all comments welcome.
[bodytext] => “Up All Night” Can’t sleep, don’t know what to do, I’m awake all night, thinking of you. Clock strikes one. I can’t blame you, you don’t even know, I wanted to tell, but I couldn’t show. Clock strikes two. You don’t know what you mean to me, You have no idea, you just can’t see. Clock strikes three. I wanted to be with you, and just hold your hand, I wanted to be yours, wanted to be your man. Clock strikes four. It’s four in the morning, I’m still awake, Get out of my head for goodness sakes. Clock strikes five. You found someone else, I don’t know who, If he makes you cry, I know what I’ll do. Clock strikes six. I’ll hurt him, and make him cry. You deserve the best, the best damn guy. Clock strikes seven. Another night gone, thinking of you. I can’t go on much longer, don’t know what to do. I’ll get up now, and go along with the day, But one more thing I have to say. I would die for you, so you don’t feel pain, The guy you’re with now better feel the same. If he hurts you, he will pay, I will make sure he doesn’t see another day. I will love you always, and that will remain the same, For I’m stuck in this life, this stupid game. [comments] => 10 [counter] => 230 [topic] => 22 [informant] => Kevin [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
|
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