Picture to Burn

Question

Okay, Okay, so I stole the Title but I wanted it to catch your eye.

Write a poem about moving on. Friends, relationships, whatever. But The tone has to be obvious- that you've moved on and you're not sad about it.

Preferably Lyrics but poems will do.

Finish Him! LOL

here's part of mine...

I swallowed this, it's the sweetest pill.                                                                          

Now bitterness matured-

Transformed itself into something that you're just not ready for.

You may have thought you won because my heart was torn

But hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Answer 1

These thoughts are over,

I'm finally though,

I wrapped the thought up,

And gave it to you.

 

"I'm over, I'm done."

I've said once before,

But this time I meant it,

ripped up and torn.

 

These thoughts seemed to leave me,

I seemed to be free.

I am now over this,

You're thrown in the sea,

 

No need to take a poll,

These thoughts have departed,

I took what you stole,

My soul, my heart.

Comments

I liked it all the way up to the last verse. That's where it lost rhythm, rhyme and I think, some meaning (Maybe if you said "I took back what you stole"?) You should really go back and try to polish that part.

Answer 2

You thought I was sad

sitting on my little stone

well you were wrong

it was a jab in my heart

but the doctor got it out

so now im just a flower about to sprout

our friendship is over

and it was your fault

all you wanted was not what you got

all you got was a broken heart

Answer 3

This picture i stare at

with gloomy blue eyes

im truly really over you

so say your goodbyes

tear me to shreads

rip me into peices

im still in your mind

like carrots and cheeses

So now i will so

go on with my life

our friendship is over

so say our goodnights

and let me put this picture

in to the fire and let it burn

and let the flames go higher

because Your a picture to burn

Answer 4

"I'm screamin' at you, Bitch, 'cause you don't lisssennnn

An you don't have a clue just what you're misssinnn.

I'm going with my friends tonight and you'll just sit there all uptight

An wonder who on Earth that I am kissin'

 

"You're worthless, Bitch an I may not come back this time.

I'm movin' outta town an' it is not a crime

To get away from nagging now an' so you got me gagging at the

Smell of you.  I ain't comin' back this time."

 

She watched him stagger to the curb and so she slammed the door.

He's screaming at the neighbors now and calling her a whore.

She found his gun and slid it in her purse for 'just in case'.

Then called up her friend Peggy - there was no time to waste.

 

"Peg, I'm packed and ready now.  How soon can you be here?

Half an hour is perfect - gives me time to crack a beer,

erase my files and burn the pictures.  He won't even notice I'm not here.

He'll think he just imagined that I was with him all these years"

 

Years that started out so good - no chance they'll ever return.

That summer in Vegas, that winter in the Keys.  No tears as her memories burn.

"There is no pain left." she declared while loading Peggy's trunk.

"I thought I'd be a basket case or in a lousy funk."

Peg said "You can stay with me and Bill as long as you like."

The fresh air smelled of Spice and the rest of the trip was silent.

Comments

Woah, I was surprised to see your name at the end.
I'm having a bit of trouble with the rhythm of this piece. I wonder if I'm reading it wrong, because it doesn't seem like you didn't put thought into it.

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Actually, spots, I was getting tired of the rhythm and let it change more to free form as it open-ended.

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Fair enough. Like I said, it did seem like you were doing it on purpose. I'm just not a big fan of mixing pattern and free form, that's all. :)

Answer 5

I can't help but laugh at you

The words that I can't help but spew

I hate you now and I'm sure glad

That I got away from all that's bad

 

Cuz it was you the whole time

Never once were you worth the climb

I fought so hard to be part of you crowd

But of youself you were way too proud

 

Leaving was the thing to do

Even if the couple of the year was me and you

And now it's over, but I'm not to blame

Because any other girl would of done the same

Answer 6

you thought you destroyed me

you choked me

you beat me

you forced me

 

you left me for dead

thinking no oxygen reaching my head

spotted with red

you tossed me and fled

 

i guess i'm alright

each day stronger to fight

in your weakness you took to flight

my will increases with might

 

and i am alive

yes you know i survived

i always just thrive

even though i was just five