Poetry competition CLOSED 6th April 2017 12:30pm
WINNER
mel44
mel44
RUNNERS-UP:
Grace
and snugglebuck
SCREAM IT FOR THE WORLD TO HEAR
Poetry Contest Description
What are you sad about? Pissed off about? Annoyed with? Excited about? Tell me all about it!
Inspiration can come from the most random of places. Maybe someone cut in front of you at Boost, maybe someone didn't turn down their collar at school, maybe you got a promotion! Either way, I want to know about it!
The Rules
- Exaggerate as much as you can
- Rhyming scheme optional; any style allowed!
- Must be under 500 words
- Maximum of 2 entries p/p
And that's it! Have fun!
The Rules
- Exaggerate as much as you can
- Rhyming scheme optional; any style allowed!
- Must be under 500 words
- Maximum of 2 entries p/p
And that's it! Have fun!
I'm pissed off because people don't seem to care anymore I see people with frowns on their faces no one seems to be happy with the free air that's in their lungs I see men shouting at their women like they own them like they are less then they are I see everyone beeping their horns cutting people off because they are in a hurry do yo think that we all fucking need to be somewhere I hear freedom of speech far to often and the speech is not nice to hear when your out and about,
I feel that the whole world has gone mad I don't even want to watch the news anymore there is always someone doing something against other people cars and trucks hitting people what the fuck has the world come to when you have to kill other people for your own beliefs I say if your religion has got you that worked up that it makes you want to kill people then your god if pretty fucked up.
I feel that the whole world has gone mad I don't even want to watch the news anymore there is always someone doing something against other people cars and trucks hitting people what the fuck has the world come to when you have to kill other people for your own beliefs I say if your religion has got you that worked up that it makes you want to kill people then your god if pretty fucked up.
Needless aggravation
water in a glass
clear as crystal
moving with a gentle sway
as she carries the tray
towards them
smiling at the doily
under a pretty cake
she puts the glass down
but one of them
takes it up, misses
and the glass falls
shatters at her feet
her visions go grey
and she closes her eyes
it is going to be a long day
first day at work
and this shit happens
gonna pay for the glass
there'll be no tip
I got a son to feed
she looks away
wishes she can slap someone
especially the guy
who broke the glass
who is laughing
I hate this job
I hate this existence
most of all I hate this man
who has aggravated my migraine
on my first day at work...
she says
in her mind
and sweeps the broken glass away.
water in a glass
clear as crystal
moving with a gentle sway
as she carries the tray
towards them
smiling at the doily
under a pretty cake
she puts the glass down
but one of them
takes it up, misses
and the glass falls
shatters at her feet
her visions go grey
and she closes her eyes
it is going to be a long day
first day at work
and this shit happens
gonna pay for the glass
there'll be no tip
I got a son to feed
she looks away
wishes she can slap someone
especially the guy
who broke the glass
who is laughing
I hate this job
I hate this existence
most of all I hate this man
who has aggravated my migraine
on my first day at work...
she says
in her mind
and sweeps the broken glass away.
One In A Million
It is SHE who is her own worst enemy
It is SHE who calls to her monsters-dances with her demons...they are there for her when no one else dares
SHE is beautifully out of place-one has to believe that is just the way that SHE wants it...the way SHE intended it to be-like the moon rising full on a hot summer afternoon
HER reality is not wrong-just not the same as ours...
And it is not for the faint of heart
The meek, the mild, the weak
Don't make her scoff-but oh to hear the sound of her laughter?
Simply melodic, sexy, intising,-with just the right amount of(if you listen that is)
The right pitch of pure unadulterated evil!
BAHAHAHA!
The thought alone makes her giggle
For inside HER head? In HER world?
SHE'S a goddesss-perfection personified
Screw the mere mortals, the ordinary, "the basic people"- middle fingers to them all, SHE thinks to HERSELF....
As SHE puts another brick in her wall
It is SHE who calls to her monsters-dances with her demons...they are there for her when no one else dares
SHE is beautifully out of place-one has to believe that is just the way that SHE wants it...the way SHE intended it to be-like the moon rising full on a hot summer afternoon
HER reality is not wrong-just not the same as ours...
And it is not for the faint of heart
The meek, the mild, the weak
Don't make her scoff-but oh to hear the sound of her laughter?
Simply melodic, sexy, intising,-with just the right amount of(if you listen that is)
The right pitch of pure unadulterated evil!
BAHAHAHA!
The thought alone makes her giggle
For inside HER head? In HER world?
SHE'S a goddesss-perfection personified
Screw the mere mortals, the ordinary, "the basic people"- middle fingers to them all, SHE thinks to HERSELF....
As SHE puts another brick in her wall
Written by Afroqn73
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PsycoticMastermind said:https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/202078-white-noise/where unicorns with the glued horns prance......ROCK ON THAT WHOLE VERSE THOU.....awesome
OMEN
You sit high on your horse listening, sneering, judging-everyting SHE hates
You climb down, chest puffed out
thumping-here am i, here sits he who captured-tamed, restrained SHE who claims NEVER to bow, to break, to bend-be contained
SHE (while you high-five, shuck-and-jive)is beginning to shake, to rock, to quake
SHE is nearing her breaking point boy don't you know?
SHE will smash the very jar in which you have so neatly tucked HER away
Oh my this is the wild child that sets fires to bridges-while standing, planted firmly in the middle laughing with maniacal glee-dancing with the fire to some unknown, unheard melody playing in HER chaotic, cluttered mind
Back up boy! Give her the room you said she could have to breathe! HER wings are dying the tips wilting
HER horns are growing-HER heart hardening
Are you blind man? Can you not see?
SHE is a horrible, destructive force of nature when pushed too far lad!
SHE always feels shame at the end-the aftermath
But HER fury during the cataclysmic happening-knows no limits-no bounds
A tsunami is coming!
You better take cover! Quick as lightening you'd better be running
You climb down, chest puffed out
thumping-here am i, here sits he who captured-tamed, restrained SHE who claims NEVER to bow, to break, to bend-be contained
SHE (while you high-five, shuck-and-jive)is beginning to shake, to rock, to quake
SHE is nearing her breaking point boy don't you know?
SHE will smash the very jar in which you have so neatly tucked HER away
Oh my this is the wild child that sets fires to bridges-while standing, planted firmly in the middle laughing with maniacal glee-dancing with the fire to some unknown, unheard melody playing in HER chaotic, cluttered mind
Back up boy! Give her the room you said she could have to breathe! HER wings are dying the tips wilting
HER horns are growing-HER heart hardening
Are you blind man? Can you not see?
SHE is a horrible, destructive force of nature when pushed too far lad!
SHE always feels shame at the end-the aftermath
But HER fury during the cataclysmic happening-knows no limits-no bounds
A tsunami is coming!
You better take cover! Quick as lightening you'd better be running
Written by Afroqn73
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It wasn't you thought
was it
convincing yourself
believing
your wishful thinking
is all you need
to turn my world
into your wants
to take me down
to your childish need
for me
to believe
that your ignorance
with your body
is bliss
as you sit comfortable numb
staring
at the evening soaps
of shallow thoughts
that don't want to know
about the cancer that grows
within your mind
that is slowly
turning you
blind
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Chicken Shit
Pig Shit
Horse Shit
BULL!
But there’s no Shit
Like your Shit
“And God Knows I’ve Had My Full!”
Chicken Shit
Pig Shit
Horse Shit
BULL!
But there’s no Shit
Like your Shit
“And God Knows I’ve Had My Full!”
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MAD
I'm so pissed off right now
I could spit bullets
Fart fireworks, shit bricks
And spew sulfuric acid
I'm so livid with anger
My eyes are bloodshot
My pupils are pinholes
My breath is rancid
I'm damn angry right now
I'm foaming at the mouth
I'm seething with clenched teeth
I'm blood thirsty rabid
I'm so furious
That I cannot recall
The reason I ever got mad
At all
MAD
I'm so pissed off right now
I could spit bullets
Fart fireworks, shit bricks
And spew sulfuric acid
I'm so livid with anger
My eyes are bloodshot
My pupils are pinholes
My breath is rancid
I'm damn angry right now
I'm foaming at the mouth
I'm seething with clenched teeth
I'm blood thirsty rabid
I'm so furious
That I cannot recall
The reason I ever got mad
At all
The Critic
To hell with the voice, easily finding fault
your words, no volume, from such a mighty horse
I’ll defer your naïve jurisprudence
accepting not your ignorant discourse
No tribute do you deserve
weakness, resting upon your throne
while casting doubt on those that fight
hypocrisy not to condone
The accolade must be awarded
to those in firm belief and standing proud
assembling for the silenced
vocalising for an oppressed crowd
Honours are due without a doubt
to men and women in the trenches
waging all our battles of war
while you pass judgement from your benches
your words, no volume, from such a mighty horse
I’ll defer your naïve jurisprudence
accepting not your ignorant discourse
No tribute do you deserve
weakness, resting upon your throne
while casting doubt on those that fight
hypocrisy not to condone
The accolade must be awarded
to those in firm belief and standing proud
assembling for the silenced
vocalising for an oppressed crowd
Honours are due without a doubt
to men and women in the trenches
waging all our battles of war
while you pass judgement from your benches
Written by mel44
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