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 21-November 21:32:47 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

He's gone

Contributed by softerware on Saturday, 16th March 2013 @ 03:33:04 PM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered



He's gone. He's not here anymore.
When the workday ends there's nothing in store.
The place is all yours, tidy and quiet;
How do you like your lover's diet?

Pieces of him are left behind;
His book in the bathroom; the sheets intertwined.
Did he get too close with his quiet love?
So what the hell were you frightened of?

Turn instead to the task at hand, to love myself, to understand
To treasure his moment in my life; years of laughter, learning and strife;
Knowing he gave his best to me; scooped up the pieces and set me free.

He gave me more than I was due; Encouraged me to see it through;
And I repaid with childishness this man who loved my bitterness.




Copyright © softerware ... [ 2013-03-16 15:33:04]
(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: He's gone (User Rating: 1 )
by Masonator on Saturday, 16th March 2013 @ 08:54:56 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
This poem has really great imagery and you can see it perfectly in your head.
Thanks for sharing this :) Keep up the good work


Re: He's gone (User Rating: 1 )
by Sagefairy on Wednesday, 17th April 2013 @ 03:45:57 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
The whole poem is good, but I just LOVE the last two lines. It's amazing sometimes, the pieces of ourselves that get left behind when we leave. I have a habit of acquiring certain terms of phrase myself. Excellent write! Blessings, SF


Re: He's gone (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Friday, 22nd April 2016 @ 01:58:37 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Wonderful Jaye!
The last line strikes a chord with me.
You/'/re a very special lady indeed.

James




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