Poetry Contests.

This month is going to be hella tough with deciding xD;

I love all of these @@

Good luck loves <3

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Poetry Contest: October 2008~

Guys you seriously have no idea how hard it was this month for us to find a winner. I am so proud of you guys for the poems you are continuously pulling out.

After much thought (including taking another day to decide) the winner for September was decided to be Styx. This was amazing, the flow and control that you showed was brilliant. I look forward to seeing more from you <3

Theme for October: the senses. You can make it about any of the senses, or a combination, your choice <3


There are no rules for this one.

Deadline: October 31st,
Results: November 2nd.​

 

OMG! Congrats man! This is probably a bit early but this is my entry :

The Sound of Silence

The sound of silence
Fills me with fears
The sound of silence
Brings out my tears
It destroys me inside
It makes me want to hide
So how is it music to my ears?

The sound of silence
Fills me with despair
The sound of silence
Shows nothing is there
It haunts me at night
It conquers me with fright
So how does this seem so fair?

The sound of silence
Fills me with envy
The sound of silence
Makes me want to flee
It makes me wait
It’s my horrible fate
So why doesn’t it just kill me?

The sound of silence
Got to me today
The sound of silence
Killed me in every possible way
It finally spoke
It finally awoke
So the sound of silence is away

 

i liked amethyst hearts entry...

 

i guess i could enter the short elegy of mine:

Roses Are Dead

Roses are Dead,
The Violets are Too,
And if i died right now,
I'd be right there with you.​

 

Aw, thanks man!

 

well, it's true!

um...i guess i have to make one of my own then...
hum....

the senses we hold:

my purpose for my eyes is only to see you,
to watch thy beauty and grace move in passion.

my purpose for my ears are only to hear thy sweet voice echo in the night,
as your movements is silent so is my love for you.

my purpose for my nose is only to smell the beauty you are looking at me,
even trees sway to your side for the scent you give.

my purpose for my skin is only to feel your warm touch embracing me,
as my heart beats with absolute haste my love for you feels complete...

my only pupose in life is to love you,

I LOVE YOU....

shoot...i never make poems without rhyming...it doesn't fit me at all...
neither does thi poem....

 

Thanks, people! Competition was really tough! I wasn't expecting this.

Iwazaru's Curse

Five of them this martyr owns
While his friends have only four
Unlocked to beauty and the moans
Of the wickedness of yore
The other two sat on higher thrones
Convict the Wisdom they abhor
Now time licks his flesh from bones
Speaks not since he never did before
And this living still life still atones
For ignorance is bliss and more

In case you were wondering, this poem is about the Three Wise Monkeys.
Competition is tough once again, I see.

 

i never thought that i would win..
i just wanted to do something...ehehe...

 

Do not let me win. I do this and post it here because it helps me find myself how I feel and for fun. Whoever started these competitions...THANKS!



A song for the unfeeling

I will sing a song for the unfeeling.
The unseeing to.
The people deprived of all the senses that make a human.
The unfeeling will know and cannot know anything of the song.
This is my song for them.
I will sing even if they can't hear it.
I will shout it out loud.
Hey all you people!
You things that cannot feel.
Cannot taste.
Cannot smell.
Cannot hear.
Cannot see.
This is your song.
The song for the broken.
The song for the damned.
I love you all.
I will never let go until...
My song has now ended and your time has come.
Hasta la vista!
Goodnight.
Bye...

 

]nice sir!
it's kind of you to do that![/FONT]

 

Well done Styx! xDD

Ill be posting my entry later :3

 

Heh, I thought I did pretty well last time :P

Ah well, here we go.

Sound of the Unknown

I hear from the abyss
A slight grumble above me
It evolves into a fearsome roar
Then it dies down again.

What could it be?

Should I turn to run?
The noise has stopped.
No, I hear it again.
What should I do?

It's no longer above me.

A shuffle from the shadows
A piercing whistle
And then-
Footsteps.

Massive footsteps.

The earth below me shakes
The noise is on my level of earth
The time between stomps
It's shortening.

The creature is starting to run.

I lose my balance, turning to flee.
The beast is close, I can hear
The sloshing of it's mouth
The clamping of teeth

The noise of the unknown.

I shout for help
My voice is nothing
compared to the noise
of the monster

There's no one to help!

The roar sounds again
The clacking of its feet
The whistle of its nose
The grumble of its anger

There's no escape.

I shield my eyes
The light from the beast
It goes through my barrier
I see red in my closed eyes

It sees me.

I open my eyes
My mother is clutching my hand
She steers me towards the monster
She isn't afraid.

Why would you do this to me?

The monster is still.
It has jet black skin
No eyes are on its head
nor a mouth.

Just an opening to its stomach.

My mother drags me
I scream, she ignores me
We enter the beast
She sits down, then I have to

Why are there other people here?

The grumble, the roar.
I hear it from the creature
The deafening whistle
It pierces my ears.

The monster starts to move.

Tears welled in my eyes
I ask above the
noise of the unknown
to my mother

"Why am I here?"

I trusted her
She isn't scared at all
Not the roar
The scream

Nothing.

She smiles at me
Ignoring how scared I am
She strokes my hand
Opens her mouth

"It's just a train"

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That's my poem. It's about a little girl with her mom standing underground in a little used trainstation in the countryside. She's scared to death because it's dark, and above her she can here another train pass. She has no idea what a train is, and thinks it's a monster trying to get her. That's why she's afraid to go in, and angry and shocked at her mom.

ಠ_ಠ it's not that good, I just did it off of the top of my head. :sweatdrop:

 

I'd like to know how well I did because I've entered god knows how many times but I've never seemed to get it, oh well.

 

There were some great poems last month.
I wonder if i'll win?


Day Of Death

In your death bed
you lay dead.
But “It’s Okayâ€
“it’ll be okay.†They said.
But it can’t be okay
cause you’re dead.

Now i’m empty, i’m
trying.
Can I survive this first night?
While you’re gone,
while you’re dead.

I look around
and I can’t see anything
that surrounds me.
Life is a blur.
It’s nothing without you here.
I feel nothing.

I saw your body frozen,
I saw your scared eyes,
even now,
I wonder,
did you know you were going to die?

 

The senses, huh? Okay, hold on a sec....

 

Silent

Silent Tree,Hear.Nothing,See.Nothing.Real or Not..Swaying,Dying as the cold bites its leaves.

Silent Rain..You come down: to feed the flowers and roots of beautiful plants,whose names I don't know.
Drip........................Drip
....................Drip.......................Drip

Should I feel an urge to dance as you rain on me?

Silent Wind,whipping against my face..making the air cooler.
Kissing my tears as they fall from my eyes.
Swish....................................Swish

What to do?

Silent Lovers, nothing to say..Just to lie there..With no feeling at all.

Silent Sunlight,brighter and brighter against my cheeks to dry away the pain,for at least a little while.

Silent Phones,Loneliness..No missed calls,does anyone want to care?

Silent Depression,not speaking up..'I don't want to die alone!'

Silent Tears, Rush down my face,I feel better for awhile.The wetness wets my long hair,making it curl and wave.

Silent Parents,I don't know if they are proud of who I am..Because I'm not always perfect.I wonder if they feel alarmed.Am a bad child?

Silently,you touch my face..bruised on the inside..broken on the outside.
You make me feel safe.
Try to help me..Don't give up on me.
YOU WON'T.
You will fight for me,because Mom you've made it better before.
Silently,you touch my cold hands,rubbing them together with yours.
You make me feel safe.
Try to warm me...Don't leave me here.
YOU WON'T.
You will die for me,because Dad you've came close before.
Silently,you kiss my cheek and rub my arms.
You make me feel safe.
Try to comfort me..Don't leave me unprotected.
YOU WON'T
You will be there for me at all times,because sister you always were.
Even when it gets tough never give up,because one day..Not too far away eternal silence will come your way.Never let your guard down,and if you do make sure anyone who is close to you..remains close and never leaves you.



Silent.

 

Murmured voices.
A whisper, a sigh,
I feel your heart beat next to mine.
My lips to yours;
Heaven?
Or perhaps you're just my angel,
My guide through the dark,
I can taste it
Finally, some of that stuff they call "joy"
I hold you tight,
I can't let go,
The icy wind blowing the sensual snow
Onto your pale cheeks,
I brush them away,
Your skin velvet,
And now I know
In my mind,
This was meant to be,
This is my time.

 

Here's my entry, i made something simple , nothing special, but here i go.

Waning Sense

Strech the sight of life.
and reach for the sun with your hands.

the celestial favor of light is within grasp.
like the tree is always close to the wasp.

Smell the flowers that grow on the ground
moving all directions they are all around.

hear the maiden that hides her voice
through the silent disguise of noise.

taste the rain that falls in sanctuary.
like the spirit unto virgin Mary.


the senses i hold dear...
....might be cause of great fear
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Right.....isn't.....always
Right.....and in this i'm not.... Wrong​

Reveal...another..., Reflect.... each other.
See...Light.
Hear...thruth
smell...foulness
taste darkness
touch...the heavens
Discover...another....Find...each other​

The piercing burns of light.
greatly destroyed my eyes.


as i tried to grasp the shining sun.
i was repelled away in disgust.

the celestial misguideance
flew me closer to the darkness.

Flowers once blessed the ground with their aroma.
they all turned to dust where i lay ridden with glaucoma.

the banshee wails wihout remorse
breaking away all traces of peaceful noise.

The gentle rain pierces the sense.
just like the devil just swayed a saint.​

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5 senses

I feel
your warm breath
and
your smooth gentle arms
wrapping around my body
like a vine around a tree
i see
your pale blue eyes
staring straight into my brown
peircingly beautiful
like an arctic ice
yet warm
like the fire of driftwood
I smell
your sweet aroma
like a pure whie rose
blooming arond us
and encasing us
I hear
soft, comforting words
coming from your delicate lips
and your breathing
(mine ceased the moment I saw your face)
Suddenly I taste
pure bliss
a sugar, bitter yet sweet
like the darkest of chocolates
screaming acrossmy lips
My senses become
an explosion
of caresses and kisses

My Inspi. is pretty dry...>_<