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 08:07:12 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

Mistaken Identity

Contributed by rhyme_me_to_sleep on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 07:22:49 PM in AEST
Topic: ApologyPoetry



The kids had been loud, coming in from school.
Dinner was ready the oven was hot, my nerves that day,
were really shot.

Your favorite was waiting and ready for you. The pains
I took just knowing that you, would love it to find all that
was here, favorite food, candle lite dinner, kids having
already been fed.

I waited and waited, as time wore on, I started to worry
maybe something had gone wrong. Accident, car wreck,
working late again, my mind I was loosing with worry and
woe.

Finally I hear the car out front, my worries over, a smile on
my face, he's home no worries, I went to the door.

Sorry lady, stopped off for one with my friend, the guy never
knows to just say when. Those were your first words, not
hey hun I'm home.....you never drink and till then never told
lies.

It wasn't the liquoir I smelled on your breath, but the perfume
of your friend....what is he gay. I remember asking you that
in my nasty little way. Dinner was ruined, and everything else,
that was a memory sorry to say.

So to someone on here who thought I had stalked, played a game
with a comment about what they wrote, no you just jogged a memory
from out of my past. I promise not to scare you with any more, but
will keep my comments where they belong when I read things that
make my heart bleed.







Copyright © rhyme_me_to_sleep ... [ 2004-09-01 19:22:49]
(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: Mistaken Identity (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 07:47:06 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Very sad but written like a professional.
I do so know what that feels like, the perfume thing. That's why he went on to the next one and I'm free.
luv, huggs,
emy


Re: Mistaken Identity (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Wednesday, 1st September 2004 @ 08:16:30 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Not too sure what to think, a story with a whole bit more to dig into... makes you think awhile. i like it!
~Remy~


Re: Mistaken Identity (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Thursday, 2nd September 2004 @ 08:44:39 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Makes you know that is what life should be, as far, as kids fed and put to rest, so mom and dad may have a bliss. Things can be that way, but as far as the nasty pefume thing.....it would'nt happen! NO! Nice write


Re: Mistaken Identity (User Rating: 1 )
by oldernotwiser on Sunday, 5th September 2004 @ 11:32:23 AM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Well poetry really becomes the relationship between reader and writer so this isn't nec. a bad thing. It helps to have people out there who understand. I take it from your poems that you have someone wonderful now.




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