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You Own Me

Your eyes, your lips, oh, they pull me
Your words, your moves, they control me
Your smile, your glance, how they hold me
And I can't get free, 'cause you don't know you own me.

Met you at a party and we had a good time
Got to know you better and I asked if you were mine.
At first you told me yes but then you called me on the phone
Said you might have feelings for a girl you know from home.

Now you say you like me but our romance is on hold,
You tell me that we're friends for now, but to me it's growing old.
My lips still tingle with the mem'ry of the kiss that we shared last,
And though I try, I cannot put these emotions in the past.

Your eyes, your lips, oh, they pull me
Your words, your moves, they control me
Your smile, your glance, how they hold me
And I can't get free, 'cause you don't know you own me.

You think I'm fine with waiting while you sort out how you feel,
But nothing's changed inside of me, this love for you is real.
You don't see that you affect near all the things I do
I just can't stop these feelings; I'm so tangled up in you.

Your eyes, your lips, oh, they pull me
Your words, your moves, they control me
Your smile, your glance, how they hold me
And I can't get free, 'cause you don't know you own me.

Author notes

I had a tune in my head while writing this, so rhythms may be off a bit in places, but I think it works.
Unfortunately, this is a true story, too...happened last spring.

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Written January 18th, 2005

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  • FunnyCracker
    February 5, 2006
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    the flow was perfect. and the concept of this piece was amazing. good job and good lcuk


  • SomethingDelicate gold member
    December 9, 2005
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    being a wanna-be lyricist myself I am really excited to see a song being entered in this contest. I really liked the flow and the meaning behind it. Good luck!


  • lazybeanbag
    May 13, 2005
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    I really can relate to this poem. You are a very talented writer. I enjoyed reading this poem. Thanx for entering this piece in my contest.
    Bethany


  • NoIQ gold member
    February 15, 2005
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    Well, there used to be a comment from me about this poem. In light of the server crash, I don't know if you ever saw it Shadowsong. Anyway, I really like this poem. The sense of betrayal is quite sincere. I hope that you will soon be able to pour similar emotions of elation into your work, basing them on circumstances inspired by something other than the type of man who inspired you to this excellent piece.


  • Tercil gold member
    February 14, 2005
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    Deep and heartfelt!!

    you've penned something common than most!! and least likely some toe rag will come and long and pester the hell out of patience!! but to the fella who hold the heartstrings, is missing out I am sure, and there is some consolation in that!!


  • Twisteddolly
    January 27, 2005
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    Very frustrating indeed...I hate situations like this and I am sorry to hear, you are going or went through this...but very nice write..and goodluck to you in this situation..

    Jessixa


  • Island of Blue
    January 19, 2005
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    Blown Away Bee Bop Ditty

    Is'nt it. Frustration over the ones you feel for is the worst, say it be friends girlfriends boyfriends or even crushes. Regardless of all that though this is an excellent piece of writing. You have again struck the perfect mix between song and poetry. The flow you have going is just amazing. If i knew the beat I know i could sing along. Even without the beat i felt as if these words were more lyrics than straight poetry. Well keep up the inspiration and try not to let little things, like guys, break you.

    Island of Blue
    I sit on an island of blue surrounded by a sea of red

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