JANE
I hurried to the station,but you were gone with the train
I called out loud but it was all in vain
Since then my heart has been in pain
Memories of what we had is wringering in my brain
I think I'm going insane
My tears flows like rain
How long will it flow before it drains
Cos since you left I've not got another Jane
Your picture on my wall is my only gain
I remember how we feed the birds with grains
Sitting on that chair made with cains
I will wait till when you will wishper my name.
poetheart87 commented on JANE
11-23-2009
houseofbirdsong commented on JANE
06-29-2009
06-25-2009
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| 23RD JUNE | 0 | 06/22/2010 |
| RANGE ROVER LOVER. | 0 | 04/26/2010 |
| 1ST DATE. | 1 | 01/08/2010 |
| YOU CANT LEAVE. | 0 | 08/04/2009 |
| I'm lost. | 0 | 07/10/2009 |
| I'm lost. | 0 | 07/10/2009 |
| I'M BACK. | 1 | 06/29/2009 |
| M J | 1 | 06/26/2009 |
| JANE | 3 | 06/25/2009 |
| MARRY ME. | 2 | 06/19/2009 |
| MY DOG | 6 | 06/11/2009 |
| Name it. | 4 | 06/24/2009 |
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