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 03-November 23:19:06 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

I looked through your things

Contributed by Prince on Monday, 2nd September 2013 @ 08:04:27 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems



"Gonna be famous one day" you said
as I tapped until I found your site

You are gone now though
I have stolen your notebook

Down in the basement,
where your stuff still sits

My mother just can't seem
to toss it away

Curiousity's said to
kill the cat

Though for this feline
I've found treasure

Your notebook full of poetry
and some here, online

Though I cannot script
poetry too well

As I read your own
I see what I missed

Who you are or
who you were

But now you aren't here
Not anymore




Copyright © Prince ... [ 2013-09-02 20:04:27]
(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: I looked through your things (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Tuesday, 3rd September 2013 @ 07:35:18 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
A sweet recollection, with a small gain (of insight) against such a profound loss. It seems a truism that we never really know someone until they have left, but I am still surprised by what I learn about people I thought I knew, at their funerals or other farewells.

S.


Re: I looked through your things (User Rating: 1 )
by MarkMark on Wednesday, 4th September 2013 @ 10:26:14 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Very good poem.


Re: I looked through your things (User Rating: 1 )
by gypsymaddness on Thursday, 5th September 2013 @ 08:17:45 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
This poem is filled with sorrow. Im sorry about your dad. Going through this kind of thing is hard and tough and it might always scar you, but you can get through this. Trust me. Best wishes, Prince.




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