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 13:19:13 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

Shame

Contributed by notsocallous on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Darkness falls and in I creep,
Fade away, fade away.
While she’s in a breathless sleep.
Fade away, fade away.
Shaking from pure desire,
Fade away, fade away.
Hoping she knows not of what conspires.
Fade away, fade away.
Upon completion do I note,
Fade away, fade away.
The panic look she does tout.
Fade away, fade away.
Quickly hiding from her sight,
Fade away, fade away.
Hoping she dreamed the awful fright.
Fade away, fade away.
Let her please just forget,
Fade away, fade away.
This horrid did she did permit?
Fade away, fade away.
Now she’s cursed with sleepless nights,
Fade away, fade away.
As long as I am in her sight.
Fade away, fade away.
I know never to repeat this passion,
Fade away, fade away.
But how do I explain my action.
Fade away, fade away.
Innocence I wrongly took,
Fade away, fade away.
I must give back as if mistook?
Fade away, fade away.
Endless tears can shroud my face,
Fade away, fade away.
But this is my one true mistake.
Fade away, fade away.
Guilt stricken, pain ridden, I feel these words,
Fade away, fade away.
But would I if she had slept untoward?
Fade away, fade away.
But this, but that, all are just regrets,
Fade away, fade away.
It pains me to she her so upset.
Fade away, fade away.




Copyright © notsocallous ... [ 2002-12-20 16:00:00]
(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: Shame (User Rating: 1 )
by ScottOne on Friday, 20th December 2002 @ 07:03:21 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
My first comment is about the interlaced "Fade away, fade away".
I read four lines with the "Fade away"s and decided that if I really
wanted to know what was being said, I had better filter them out.
So I started over and reread the poem without the interlaced lines.
When I reached the end I remembered them again and read one
to find out what that "background" message was. If that's the
affect you wanted, you got it!

My second comment is that there appear to be a few typos.

Isn't "This horrid did she did permit?"
suppose to be "This horrid deed she did permit?"

Isn't "It pains me to she her so upset."
suppose to be "It pains me to see her so upset."

Thanks for the rhyming but there are a couple of times when
it made the direction that you were try to take unclear to me.
"I must give back as if mistook?" and
"But would I if she had slept untoward? "

Also thanks for the rythm, but here's a case where it the extra
word to keep the beat was too evident for my tastes:
"The panic look she does tout."

One of the strong elements of your poem is the time line as
the villian transitions from planning, to commission, to
recognition, to regret and such. At the beginning of the poem,
it's the spine that keeps it together - towards the end it gets
a little vague - not the fade away I think you were aiming for.

Overall pretty good I think.
Congratulations.





Re: Shame (User Rating: 1 )
by notsocallous on Saturday, 21st December 2002 @ 05:08:31 PM AEST
(User Info | Send a Message)
Thanks, I really needed that. I was half asleep when I wrote this and needed a second eye.




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