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 01:57:43 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

No real title

Contributed by SeXyDrAgOn on Wednesday, 28th May 2003 @ 05:35:00 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



Shayla was at her boyfriends house
They were going to a party that night
But they left her alone to get some drinks
She stepped into the closet and took her own life

This jerk would go out and beat up anyone
And he tormented me in my car one night
Don't ask me why I gave him that ride I regret it
Now he's killed someone's father in a fight

Lisa was a very troubled girl
Many problems in her head
When she got arrested that night
They found her hanging form the top bunk

We went to BC on vacation
When my dad started having pain
Diagnosed on vaction with cancer
He will never be the same

Jared was just on his way home
When the truck rolled onto it's top
A night out with the boys was all it was
His death could not be stopped

Jason's friends set him up one night
He unknowingly waited for his enemies
To literally stab him in the back and more
Lucky he got out of intensive care

Then most recently Tyler hit Daniel
The blod clots hemmoraged in his brain
The life support didn't need to be ended
He passed on his own, Tyler will never be the same

(Though I know it seems unfair
That Tyler is the one I pity
But no one reading this knows him like I do)
And yes I send Tyler's family nothing but my deepest sympathy




Copyright © SeXyDrAgOn ... [ 2003-05-28 17:35:00]
(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 real title (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Friday, 30th May 2003 @ 12:59:39 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
WOW!!! Sounds like you have been having the same troubles I have been. I was just asking myself the same question how did I get to know these people??? I hope things are better for you and yours.
Michelle


Re: No real title (User Rating: 1 )
by yellow_sundragon on Friday, 11th July 2003 @ 12:58:49 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
holy smokes girl!! That is a screwed up life. I couldn't deal with all that death and near death...... and suicide.... How DID you get to know these people?

Anyway, I give you cudo's for managing to live this life, and my best wishes that life gets better for you.

Good write.

*J*




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