Poetry Contests.

White K-Wrap

Give me a tune, I want to start the song
Going to make it up as I go along

The words tell the story, my whole little life
While the bass, guitar stops the strife,

The blind can see the beauty and the beat
Just listen with heart, tap with your feet.

Raise your hands, sway them side to side,
Clap them together and fill that divide

One day I’ll die, music will live on
So just shut up and go turn that tune on.​

 

I Love The Music When The Music's In Me

never posted in here before, at least i don't think.

I LOVE THE MUSIC WHEN THE MUSIC'S IN ME

I love the melody flowing through me
I love the urban originality
I love the sound of music in me
I love the insanity
I love the control over me

I love the way I move about
I love the happiness that I never wanna pout
I love the electricity insdie and out
I love the never ending shout

I love the tempo so fast tonight
I love the habits, I wanna dance all night
I love the energy, won’t rest with all my might

I love the melody flowing through me
I love the urban originality
I love the sound of music in me
I love the insanity
I love the control over me
I love the senselessness of dancing

I love the imagination
I love the nervous motion

I love the magic of the feel today
I love the energy that I feel in every way

So scream it out with me:
I love the music when the music’s in me

Ok, hidden sentence. Long title. Anymore surprises?

 

break the peace
scream a high B flat
let pain flow through your intrument
let the flute take your greif away
and release it with a bittersweet tune

whisper a low F natural
and whisper your forbidden hope
silence birds and the rustling of leaves
as you break the neighorhood peace

tune out any disbeliefs with D natural
sing in harmony with no nature
as you break its only wish for peace
replace it with your wish for music

 

Poetry Contest: September 2008

Winner for August was Diamond Angel. We loved the idea of the secret message. The repetition worked well which is a good thing as more often than not repetition can have a negative effect on a piece. Congratulations <3

Theme for September is: Conflict.

We have decided to remove the line limits from this contest onwards.

Deadline: September 30th
Results posted: October 2nd

Good luck loves <3 and thank you for your continued participation.​

 

congrats, DA, you did great. ^^

I really thought i'd win that time though, guess my rap just weren't up to scrap. XD
And yes i'll stop the rhymes in sentences if I can remember.

My Old Friend

I just want to run away, from the struggle,
I just want to sink away, from our conflicting minds,

You were my best ever friend,
Showed it by the love I'd send,
What happened to turn you from friend to foe?

You raise your hand to strike me down,
Each and every time, in public, in town,
Just want to make yourself feel strong,

Want to get away, from you
Want to feel like i'm worth more than you say,
Want to show how bad it can feel,
To take so so many pills,

Oh how long will I stay so unhappy,
And feel so crappy,
By not being loved by you?

Tell me, oh why, oh why, before I die...

Oh friend, why did you trade your curing palm,
Into the fist that breaks my heart...and arm...​

 

omg! Congratulations diamond angel! You should really do these more often

my entry will be soon

 

Nice one diamond angel! ACROSTIC POEMS RULE! the first letter of every sentence spells all together THE CONFLICT

THE CONFLICT
Their life is great. Playing eith their toys.
Here WE are being played with, their life is luxurious.
Everyone elses? Guess what we are? We are the toys.

Conflict between us and them.
Our army is small and the soldiers refuse to fight.
National victims that won't fight for they can't hurt a person deliberately.
Fire burns in some of our eyes, some of us still think we can escape, not me.
Like bugs trying to escape their feet we don't fight we run.
Inside our hearts we know we can't run from them but we run anyway.
Conflict all around, some of us turn traitor and join them to save themselves.
This is the conflict we must vanquish all that call themselves chavs or emos.​

 

Sanctuary of the Dead​

Battling the tears in the sanctuary
The place where the dead lie
You fight the things that held you back
And fight the power to deny

You want back what was yours
Before the scoundrels steal
Those thieves, the burglars
The ones who cause ordeal

Now as you rest at the grave of the loved one
A flower carressed on the ground
You fight back the pain of those who took
Everything that you and him found.

Auctioned? Stolen? Destroyed?
What has become of the things he cared for?
He might have been narcissistic, yes
But in the end what does it matter?

As you sit in the sanctuary of the dead
You wonder why he did it.
Was it because of his childhood
Or because of his girlfriend's relationship?

She was fed up with him, and left him
Alone and depressed in the world
For once he wasn't in company of himself
He was truly alone in the dirt.

So what he did ended his life
To live with the dead in this place
As you look at his grave, your grave
You regret being full of yourself.
​

Ah, the ordeals of a narcissistic person. He commited suicide and was looking at his own grave, if you didn't get it.

I haven't written poetry in a while XD​

 

I just heard about the poetry contest... so I dug this out of my pile of old poetry last night.

Darkened Paradise
The fireflies
are our only light,
On this darkened side of paradise.
I looked into their eyes,
with such surprise,
to see that their hearts
are just like mine.

I gathered the light
that held off the night
In the brighter side of paradise.
I held it tight,
and crushed the light,
to show this world
my awesome might.

Now I hear their cries
and saddened sighs,
and wonder if what I had done was right.
I see my lies,
and look into their eyes,
to find that their hearts
are just like mine.​

 

Wow some good poetry around here. Are there any famous people on this site that write books and stuff?

 

Rememberance

I remember the shots over no-mans-land
The gas shells
The Flares and sirens
I remember the bayonets peircing arms
The Trenchfoot
The Cold
I remember Turning my back on the enemy
Running and running
With bloody feet and fatigued head.
I remember reaching rest
The releif
the joy
I remember being taken and blindfolded
The dark
the fear
I remember spending my last night alone
the empty barn
the mice and rats
I remember being led out at crack of dawn
The offices
The squad
I remember the rope on my wrists
The shout
the wrattle
I remember my heart like the beat of the drum
The first shot
The impact
then
Nothing ...



Sorry if that sucked ^_^;

Also darkrequiem I hate you, you made me lose the game.

 

Uh-oh, no wins for me this month ^_^'
But, You can't knock it till you try it-am I right?

Ok, mine:

Conflict is for eternity
Going through everyones head
Men are discussing to fight others
Why fight? Just talk instead!
Your life given up, it is a shame
What it has led you to
But to conclude, conflict should not exist
You want to stop it, but what can you do?

Very short, but sweet. notice how conflict is spelt digonally? That took ages to figure out. nevertheless, enjoy!

 

Oh my God! I WON! Wow, first entry and I won, I didn't even know what I was doing! Ah well. Nice poems everyone! SoS, ur learning from the master herself, Our english teacher. As a result, not bad! I won't post this time. But I shall be back!

 

This month, i'm doing a poem on a real conflict... it seemed better to do that to make one up <3


Don't Close Your Eyes

My eyes are on you
and only on you
The phone attached to my ear
The quiet sobs are all you hear.

Your little body, too weak
my eyes continue to leak
Your meow makes me cry
Because i know, you're about to die

"Put him down" they say
I didn't want you away.
In my hands, there you lay
Waiting for the end of the day

I move your body, on the towel
i can hear your low growl
You cough and twitch
because, your position, i switch

Your breathing stops
and here come more sobs
as your dead in my hands
and i take my final stand

Your eyes are open wide
and my knees shook as i cried
Oh how i wish you would rise
But you left peacefully, with your open eyes.

 

Wire Saw

You used the ties that bound to strangle me
I'll use the thread our history hangs from

Friendship
My best friend
Two ends, one rope
My best friend
You were
You Since-we-go-back-a-long-way-I-figured-I'll-make-it-as-slow-and-painful-as-possible Me​

Watch...
................Your...
Far..........................Head...
................Away.......................Roll...
...............................From...
................................................My...
Compassion
And into a pool
A thing I call
Righteousness
Which is really
Just a need
I had to fulfill

You And-the-ties-that-bound

They-snap Me
Like the wire...​

 

Off the top of my head, 'cause I'm like that.

Conflict you say...



I watched him fall
My friend, my love
The life snatched away from his beautiful eyes
Cruel death,
his claws have gripped my heart

An endless struggle
They say there is no beauty
Without pain
But I can't take it; I saw him fall
His eyes wide, his life gone
The bullet torn through his bones
Oh, how I'd love to go home.
But once there;
Life would go on
Away from war, trouble, strife
But I don't know
How could I go on?
Knowing my friend had just lost his life.


Erm this is my first time posting here, hope you like it <3

 

Peace or war?

Peace or war?
Happiness or sorrow?
Nice or mean?
They choose war.
They choose to inflict sorrow.
They have chosen to be mean.
A million bullys surrounding.
No time for wounds to heal.
There is no last resort.
If it were my choice.
I would choose peace.
I would choose happiness.
I would have chosen nice.

 

this will be my first poetry contest
hope you like it:)

Bobby
(In loving memory of my Uncle Bobby)

Sleep well
My love

Sleep well
You fell
My love

I’m always near
I’ve gone above
My dear
I know you remember my love,
My love

We cried for each other
We cried for ourselves
We lied to each other
We lied to ourselves

You fell at my death
Your memory of me
Was all that was left

My image in our head you couldn’t see
All that was left was me in your dreams

My dear
I will always be near
I’ll always be here for you

You might not notice
But at times you will
Feel me here
Feel me near

I’m sorry
My dear
You fell at my death
Shed so many tears

My dear
Oh my dear
I’m always near
I’m always near

It’s okay to let go once in a while
My child

It’s okay
‘Cause I’m near you always

 

This I wrote a couple days ago.

Random​

Random is a thing I do
For a little cheer.
Random is a thing I do
To enjoy things quite sheer.

Random is a thing I like
Because it is quite fun.
Random is a thing I like
WAY more than a pun.

Random is a thing we all do, admit.
When life becomes quite boring.
Random is a thing we all do, admit.
When we all end up snoring.

 

Ooh, all you late poets, you might want to finish up.

The deadline is today, and I'd like to see a couple more :3

More competition, 'y know?

I have to say I'm really pleased with these poems. You all are really good writers D:​