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 22-November 08:41:35 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

The city.

Contributed by liamleash on Saturday, 10th January 2009 @ 03:24:14 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract



Your keeping your cards close.
In the club as the tones of the night fall on deaf ears.
The DJ plays one more song and gives up.
The smoke intoxicates the room leaving a smell of agenda.
As he pulls out his phone and makes one last call.
She puts her drink to the table and looks into the glass.
Seeing herself she realises this is all she is.
I can see but I keep holding on and on and on.
As they place hands on the desk, she moves over.
And puts her number across his gin.
He looks up with the devilish grin.
"I’m here for one night and I’m not looking for you".
She moves away feeling cheated out of her night.

The concrete path and the lights create a prologue for what’s to come.
Eyes flutter but the mouths stay on course.
As he leaves and steers himself down the path.
Counting each step he takes making it look like simple math.
But as easy as it looks to keep balance, he's out of control.
He's on the look for her but she's not there tonight.
Stood him up as he falls down.
Into the gutter, he's more concerned he's spilt his drink on the floor.
As it falls away he prays for forgiveness.
His life isn’t all that its cracked up to be.
As the flaws in the floor save him for one more night.
He falls asleep in the cold arms of the world.
Waking up his bed he's thankful she found him one more time.
But no excuses as he reads a note that’s left.
And with it she's gone too.
"Your so in love with the drink how can I be in love with you".




Copyright © liamleash ... [ 2009-01-10 15:24:14]
(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: The city. (User Rating: 1 )
by Mars on Saturday, 10th January 2009 @ 10:07:09 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
That hurts, but even more so to the woman. Just imagine how she feels, being given second place to a simple adicition. Very nice.


Re: The city. (User Rating: 1 )
by stress707 on Monday, 12th January 2009 @ 01:57:25 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Great overall message- the theme was great but I got lost in the bulk of the poem. Anyhow, far better than I can do- good on you.




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