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  ·  23-November 20:38:21 AEST  
  Menu
  Home
· Micks Shop
· Our eBay Store· Error Submit
 Poetry
· Submit Poetry
· Least Read Poems
· Topics
· Members Listing
· 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· Premium Sign-Up
  Premium Section
· Special Section
· Premium Poems
· Premium Submit
· Premium Search
· Premium Top
· Premium Archive
· Premium Topics
 Fun & Games

· Jokes
 Reference
· Content
 Search
· Search
· Web Links
· All Links
 Top
· Top 30
  Help This Site
 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

No need for a title

Contributed by ArloDisarray on Monday, 14th April 2014 @ 01:09:57 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems



As slowly as each day keeps drifting by me, it seems like they disappear so quickly. It makes no sense, but not everything has an explanation.
I just try to sit back and watch the world pass me by as I disintegrate into my surroundings.
Not much left to worry about, so I'll just ignore my instincts on everything until I see further reason to try harder.
As time crawls by, I observe the ugliness of the world, and realize more each day how valuable true beauty really is. And how rare.
I should feel lucky to have had a life mostly free of death, and destruction. But somehow, it's hard to see my own good fortune.
With how much I've experienced in such a short time here, I should be praised for my knowledge of cruelty and pain.

But I am not. In fact, most people find my stories hard to believe. But I only speak truth from my heart and my life.
So many unbearable things have happened to me, and I've just allowed it. There wasn't much I could do to change it anyway.
As of lately, things have been getting better, and more beautiful to me. There is one person in my life who brings so much light and joy into my heart,
that it almost seems unfair to everyone else. I feel that everyone should have the pleasure of someone like him.

Not everyone is that lucky, though. And although other things I've been through have been hard, they have formed me into the person here today. Parts of which aren't so good.
But mostly, I am happy with who I've become.
My heart strives to be good enough for everyone, but it's simply not possible. Not for me. Not for anyone. there will always be people who don't like me.
But on the other hand, there will always be people who love me, and that is a gift that I treasure.

My days are growing fewer, and I need to learn to appreciate each one. I will never get any of them back. Once a day is gone, it will never be again. And I don't want to
spend the rest of my life wondering what would've happened if I had tried harder. As of this very moment, I am changing. I am going to be a better and stronger person than ever before.
Not just for myself, but for others around me who love me.
My friends, my family, and the love of my life.

If I can be better for myself, then I don't care who I'm not good enough for. As long as I am good enough for myself.

And I am.




Copyright © ArloDisarray ... [ 2014-04-14 13:09:57]
(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: No need for a title (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 15th April 2014 @ 12:48:15 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
lovely positive ending to what seems more soliloquy than poem, beautiful expression of feeling,

hugs n' love nessa




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