Your Poetry Dot Com

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!

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 10:20:24 AEST

Menu

· Our eBay Store

· Error Submit

Poetry

· Submit Poetry

· Least Read Poems

· 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 Archive

· Premium Topics

Fun & Games

· Jokes

· Bubble Puzzle

· Cross Word Easy

· Word Hunt

Reference

· Dictionary (Rhyming)

· Site Updates

· Special Content

Search

Top

Help This Site

· Donations

Others

· 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] => 89957 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Remember Me [time] => 2005-04-05 07:19:16 [hometext] => don't know where it came from but i hope you like it........please comment!!!!!!! :( [bodytext] => Do you ever wonder,
What will become of your memory,
After you pass away?
All the tears have been cried,
How are you remembered?
What do you become?

Memories spoken at your funeral,
People saying farewell.
None speak badly of the recently dead,
Yet when do the memories turn to bad?

Will people remember your smile,
Or the frown you occasionally wore?
The laughter you shared with others,
Or the laughter you made at others?

I want to be remembered for the good,
Yet know the bad will come in.
I have done nothing special for others,
No real charity or good deed.
Will that be the downfall of my memory?

Don't want to be forgotten,
Yet not remembered for all the bad.
How can you change a lifetime,
When you never really started it?

I look around at my friends,
Wondering what they would say about me.
Would each of them shed a tear?
Or would I only deserve a second of passing silence.

Don't want to go silently and alone,
But my life may lead me that way.
Don't want to die with tears in my eyes,
Knowing I was the only one crying for me.

So I ask the question,
Not really wanting the answer spoken,
How would you remember me? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 246 [topic] => 13 [informant] => unforgiven [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

Remember Me

Contributed by unforgiven on Tuesday, 5th April 2005 @ 07:19:16 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Do you ever wonder,
What will become of your memory,
After you pass away?
All the tears have been cried,
How are you remembered?
What do you become?

Memories spoken at your funeral,
People saying farewell.
None speak badly of the recently dead,
Yet when do the memories turn to bad?

Will people remember your smile,
Or the frown you occasionally wore?
The laughter you shared with others,
Or the laughter you made at others?

I want to be remembered for the good,
Yet know the bad will come in.
I have done nothing special for others,
No real charity or good deed.
Will that be the downfall of my memory?

Don't want to be forgotten,
Yet not remembered for all the bad.
How can you change a lifetime,
When you never really started it?

I look around at my friends,
Wondering what they would say about me.
Would each of them shed a tear?
Or would I only deserve a second of passing silence.

Don't want to go silently and alone,
But my life may lead me that way.
Don't want to die with tears in my eyes,
Knowing I was the only one crying for me.

So I ask the question,
Not really wanting the answer spoken,
How would you remember me?

Copyright © unforgiven ... [ 2005-04-05 07:19:16]
(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: Remember Me (User Rating: 1 )
by lost13 on Tuesday, 5th April 2005 @ 08:01:32 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

i thought this was a really good poem. you had to think about. i liked it.

Re: Remember Me (User Rating: 1 )
by aernby on Tuesday, 5th April 2005 @ 08:10:24 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

how we are remembered depends on how we ave lived,

at least in part.

interesting write

Re: Remember Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Delusions on Monday, 11th April 2005 @ 04:06:30 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)

Oh wow... this is an awsome poem! It is freaky because just last night I was thinking these exact same thoughts... who would care if i was gone... you captured my thoughts perfectly in this poem... its uncanny!!! Keep up this beautiful poetry gurly... u are an amazing person!!! Love you tons xox ~Delusions~

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