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 09:45:06 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] => 95632 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Stolen Ecsatcy [time] => 2005-05-24 18:48:13 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A make shift scale, slightly off on its own tangent
Intended to weigh the emotional value of the new population
Lady Justice turns in anger and points to the cultural divide
Her crooked finger has shifted to accommodate the intestinal insides
The hefty penalty for your petty meaningless crimes
Experience tells me they have caught you this very time

A loaf of bread is said to be missing
The pot boiling in the kitchen,
A simple act of desperate operant conditioning
Where the lazy color red contributes its glistening
The original tactical plan needs reassessing
All brain function is ceasing and omitting
On my command
The particles deploy
In to this ecstasy of joy
Fleeting


A sensitive approach is required
When attempting to incite the host
The possibility of being uncertain and wrong
Is the paradise to which you will never belong
Causing the dizzy feeling you fell in your bones
The aching joints that shake you
Just won’t leave you alone

Throwing stones
At perched birds nesting in the tress
Industry dumping its oily waste
Poisoning the fish in the sea
The king cobra raises his head to scare off his enemies
The lion of the jungle roars
And flashes his fangs so freely
Returning in favor a marginal portion
Of the Stolen Ecsatcy




----------------------
--------------

[comments] => 3 [counter] => 241 [topic] => 43 [informant] => jyssvw22 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Stolen Ecsatcy

Contributed by jyssvw22 on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 06:48:13 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



A make shift scale, slightly off on its own tangent
Intended to weigh the emotional value of the new population
Lady Justice turns in anger and points to the cultural divide
Her crooked finger has shifted to accommodate the intestinal insides
The hefty penalty for your petty meaningless crimes
Experience tells me they have caught you this very time

A loaf of bread is said to be missing
The pot boiling in the kitchen,
A simple act of desperate operant conditioning
Where the lazy color red contributes its glistening
The original tactical plan needs reassessing
All brain function is ceasing and omitting
On my command
The particles deploy
In to this ecstasy of joy
Fleeting


A sensitive approach is required
When attempting to incite the host
The possibility of being uncertain and wrong
Is the paradise to which you will never belong
Causing the dizzy feeling you fell in your bones
The aching joints that shake you
Just won’t leave you alone

Throwing stones
At perched birds nesting in the tress
Industry dumping its oily waste
Poisoning the fish in the sea
The king cobra raises his head to scare off his enemies
The lion of the jungle roars
And flashes his fangs so freely
Returning in favor a marginal portion
Of the Stolen Ecsatcy




----------------------
--------------





Copyright © jyssvw22 ... [ 2005-05-24 18:48:13]
(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: Stolen Ecsatcy (User Rating: 1 )
by kydistortion69 on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 06:52:24 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
amazing..so many images..all I can thing is amazing..


Re: Stolen Ecsatcy (User Rating: 1 )
by Man_On_High on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 07:04:19 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
very deep...
and the imagery is superb
this one actually made me stop and think a sec...


M.O.H.


Re: Stolen Ecsatcy (User Rating: 1 )
by Fears on Tuesday, 24th May 2005 @ 07:37:14 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
wow, so mant visions are filling my mind and i too had to stop and think...Good job/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