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 22:59:25 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

You WERE My Favorite

Contributed by jason_robert_britt on Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 05:44:26 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



We have no friends
Only but trends
The latest fads always fade
Friendships are bonds
Stocks that grow strong
Until it's time to just trade

Worthless as dirt
The trust you hurt
I've flung forgiveness away
You take my hand
And then demand
I get the ***** out your face
(Like I'm the villiage idiot)

Maybe I'm fanatic
Call it hopeless romantic

Like whirlpools swim
I'm down again
In vicodin and warm gin
I'd like to slice
With love's sweet knife
A frown right out of your grin
(You were my favorite)

Between parched lips
You kiss my ass
Promising what?
To change the past?
Tomorrow dies
Today fades fast
Yesturday's gone
And nothing lasts

Maybe I'm fanatic
Call it hopeless romantic




Copyright © jason_robert_britt ... [ 2004-03-09 05:44:26]
(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: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by arden on Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 03:16:58 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
i really really like this. nice wording. good job by a very talented writer.
Arden


Re: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Tuesday, 9th March 2004 @ 07:33:17 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
hope that the lasting impression of frienship doesn't leave a twinge of bitterness on you... good write! ;0)
~Remy~


Re: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Saturday, 13th March 2004 @ 12:17:43 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Hmm seem to recall reading this somewhere else lol. As i said, its really good. I'm glad you're on ypdc, i'll have to check out more of your stuff!

charlotte x_x_x


Re: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by Cynthia on Monday, 5th April 2004 @ 10:12:50 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
I can see the anger in this write. Fads fade out faster than friendship does. How can you befriend someone, then end up being shot down in the end? It doesn't make any sense. BTW, the comment you wrote one my write about Christ, there is no offence taken. I do not support the millions uopn millions of dollars that went in the making of this film. So, I agree with you there. I just wanted to write how I felt. He was treated and beaten down like a dog. It wasn't right. No, I'm not arguing with you or anything, I'm just trying to tell you my point of view. Nobody should benefit from His death. It's sickening. Thank you very much for taking the time to read and comment and telling me how you feel. I appreciate it. Very emotional write here by the way. I can feel your anger. *S* Cynthia


Re: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by Hurretje on Monday, 26th April 2004 @ 03:56:07 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Sometimes you're a soul wandering in a treacherous desert...
Great work!
Greetz,
Hur


Re: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by carebear on Tuesday, 27th April 2004 @ 09:05:03 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Hi!
This happens to be my favorite so far I really thougth this was an awesome write I can relate to it in some ways jason this one touched me...I hope we talk soon...

Care


Re: You WERE My Favorite (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Monday, 3rd May 2004 @ 03:15:02 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
It must have been a girl friend that made you feel this way. Here's what I mean, "The relationships we are the closest to hurt us the most and the deepest" the opposite sex is usually the culprit. If I am right tell me, what do you thing you can do to get better; you are a very good writer. Don't spend a great gift on bitterness. O-kay!




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