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Dumb Ideas (Lyric) by thepinkbunnyofdoom
I drove almost a thousand miles, just to tell you How I've felt so long, about you Got, to, mile, nine, hundred, ninety, nine Turned around, because I changed my mind Remember that night, after my first show When you left a note, and Hershey’s kiss on my pillow You said, "love you lots and I'll show you later" Well so far its been me Showing You Enough is enough, of this I'm thru I should have known, gotten over it and grown But instead I piss and moan, and groan, about being alone I cried your name out on stage every night Said that you were the one and that nothing could compare To the feelings inside when you were there Apparently you where waiting til something better came along Thats not right it hurt, its just wrong so I wrote this song I’m telling you, that I’m thru, wasting my time on you Its over and I don’t care, whats it matter So what if your picture is on my wall And your notes are in box, underneath my bed Reread and reread, every word that you said It doesn’t matter, hearts are made to shatter I turned around in car Drove back to the bar Where I hatched this lame brained scheme To be the man of your dreams Riding in on my black mustang Cigarette pressed between my lips With a dead dragon in my trunk I must have been drunk To have ever thought That whatever I brought Would have ever changed your mind Cause I’m no Lancelot Apparently I’m not worth your time

Up the ladder: Down Home
Down the ladder: (Come find me)

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Arithmetic Mean: 7.6153846
Weighted score: 6.911999
Overall Rank: 214
Posted: April 28, 2003 6:05 PM PDT; Last modified: April 28, 2003 6:08 PM PDT
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[7] Blindproject217 @ 68.38.194.4 | 28-Apr-03/10:33 PM | Reply
I know how you feel, I got burned pretty bad last weekend, it was one of those "you did somthing wrong but im not going to tell you what you did just to drive you crazy" MAN I HATE THAT, but anyways, cool poem, I think it could be better with some reconstructing , some of your lines sound kinda awkward at first glance. for now a 7 just cause i can relate, if you ever decide to redo this ill definatly give it a reread.
[n/a] thepinkbunnyofdoom @ 24.209.21.223 > Blindproject217 | 29-Apr-03/12:28 PM | Reply
Thanx I was just being commenting about how we(men) end up trying to prove our feelings but in the end its never enough. I'm sure I'll rewrite it soon but right now I like the playful mockery this makes of my inner emo kid. If possible could you try and point out the awkward points so that I can give some thought to how to rewrite them?
[n/a] thepinkbunnyofdoom @ 24.209.21.223 > thepinkbunnyofdoom | 28-Jun-03/11:30 PM | Reply
This poem is about trying so hard for something you want so bad but just before you get it you don't want it anymore.
[n/a] thepinkbunnyofdoom @ 24.209.21.223 > thepinkbunnyofdoom | 30-Jun-03/2:07 PM | Reply
Yeah Thats what I get for letting the guys talk me into writing songs when I'm drunk.
[7] richa @ 195.92.168.173 | 29-Apr-03/10:29 AM | Reply
the loud rhymes and wreckless use of words give this a spirit of humor and exasperation
[0] lunar @ 195.92.67.208 | 3-May-03/10:19 AM | Reply
The first verse up to the last 2 lines are good, as are the last two verses but the second verse doesnt work really -the first line is good i dont think you need 'groan' in the second line. 'Song' and 'along' ryhme a bit too obviously too. But it is a very good idea and i like the structure and some of the lines are great! especialy the last 2 lines on verses 3 and 4. :o)
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