Poetry competition CLOSED 11th April 2017 8:14am
WINNER
dustyjjewels
dustyjjewels
RUNNER-UP:
Jade-Pandora
Love is the Language of the World
Poetry Contest Description
Do you believe that Love is the language of the world..?
Your take on the above...one entry per poet, any length, no collaborations, a new one. Please title your poem.
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SO SIMPLE, YET SO HARD TO DO
If I had one wish to better the world
One rule would be applied universally
A decree made by a man from Galilee
That is unmistakably elementary
Instead of being mean and cruel
“Do onto others as you would have done onto you”
Just follow this one simple rule
This all we ever need try to do
SO SIMPLE, YET SO HARD TO DO
If I had one wish to better the world
One rule would be applied universally
A decree made by a man from Galilee
That is unmistakably elementary
Instead of being mean and cruel
“Do onto others as you would have done onto you”
Just follow this one simple rule
This all we ever need try to do
Languages of Love
[ I ]
Mother's tongue
The gift of Love in Heart's mindset,
A language we all understand;
Some were born to its mother's tongue,
The rest to learn along the way.
[ II ]
Dickinsonian tributes
To tend my lover's garden,
And taste a stamin sweet
Before the weather hardens,
And gathered harvest reap.
____
The purple stitch of amethyst,
Contrary to the moon,
Beguile the clouds asunder,
Succumb in swoon of thunder.
____
If tears would pause the Destinies
When thine is fated next,
Remember, Death arrives in threes
As trill and quavered sent.
[ III ]
Follow her silver trails
He first saw her fluttering by
a shadow fresh from her cocoon,
the spiral speak of butterfly
flashing psychedelic light,
soon would she bedazzle him,
whisper'd soft her wing'ed love.
[ I ]
Mother's tongue
The gift of Love in Heart's mindset,
A language we all understand;
Some were born to its mother's tongue,
The rest to learn along the way.
[ II ]
Dickinsonian tributes
To tend my lover's garden,
And taste a stamin sweet
Before the weather hardens,
And gathered harvest reap.
____
The purple stitch of amethyst,
Contrary to the moon,
Beguile the clouds asunder,
Succumb in swoon of thunder.
____
If tears would pause the Destinies
When thine is fated next,
Remember, Death arrives in threes
As trill and quavered sent.
[ III ]
Follow her silver trails
He first saw her fluttering by
a shadow fresh from her cocoon,
the spiral speak of butterfly
flashing psychedelic light,
soon would she bedazzle him,
whisper'd soft her wing'ed love.
Title:Among the Flowers
Evergreen Love never bows -
to flowers from vixens.
Poised by the warmth of two hearts;
fighting gossip with kindness.
It walks on trust between two souls-
tracked by wolves lost to its fragrance!
With honesty, it sheds greedy tendencies-
like petals varying in colors with times.
Realizing dreams in experience-
Make its calyx swell to receive joys.
Re-routing souls deserted by conducts;
not worth flattery or making enemies.
Unafraid of getting wet; it drops euphemisms-
Of humility like dew watering diplomacies.
Swaying with friendship winds like stems-
It perfects the dance of unpleasant trials.
When one wilts another buds-
that’s the rule no matter how crass!
Though winter may soil its stamens-
with conviction; but not its pistils.
Omens of closure bring published summers-
Sooner or later to coffins and meadows.
Only there and then, bliss-
Can go and come both ways!
Thanks for the headsup
Evergreen Love never bows -
to flowers from vixens.
Poised by the warmth of two hearts;
fighting gossip with kindness.
It walks on trust between two souls-
tracked by wolves lost to its fragrance!
With honesty, it sheds greedy tendencies-
like petals varying in colors with times.
Realizing dreams in experience-
Make its calyx swell to receive joys.
Re-routing souls deserted by conducts;
not worth flattery or making enemies.
Unafraid of getting wet; it drops euphemisms-
Of humility like dew watering diplomacies.
Swaying with friendship winds like stems-
It perfects the dance of unpleasant trials.
When one wilts another buds-
that’s the rule no matter how crass!
Though winter may soil its stamens-
with conviction; but not its pistils.
Omens of closure bring published summers-
Sooner or later to coffins and meadows.
Only there and then, bliss-
Can go and come both ways!
Thanks for the headsup
Anonymous
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Be Different, Be Glorified!
- Be Different, Be Glorified! -
As I look upon this world, today, I know it not...
For many art lost in hatred mad, and cruel pursuits.
I undertook many a journey, and much thought...
And still, I found this Earth not the one I so knew.
When didst those I even loved lose of their way?
And winter ebbs as spring's first warmth emerges.
I stand with that warmth, I embrace brighter days,
Tapping into the cosmos, a power that ever surges.
Even if I must rebel against all creation to better it,
Better to be an outcast then, in a world gone mad!
For I will be free, and able to exercise of my wit...
Never selling my liberty for a nation's passing fad.
Trust not those in power, for they art oft corrupt...
Nor those who promise what they canst not give!
A true power is at thy fingertips, on which to sup,
Granted by the cosmos, unto all with wills to live.
Let not the world change you; change the world!
One heart, one soul, one mind at a time in glory...
Until all art so lifted up, a cosmic banner unfurled.
Be not a character, but the author of a new story!
I am not what people expect, for I am different.
In my difference, there is power and there is purity!
Against all oppression, I will ever stand defiant...
And those who stand with me, shalt bask in unity.
Look to the cosmos, teach and be taught in turn...
And look within, for there lies a beauty boundless.
Feel the love and peace for which thou dost yearn,
And give it unto others, and those in most distress.
Too long in silence, I tried to seek higher truths...
I saw the other side of reality, and it stared back.
It coursed through me with a fire that so moves...
But harms not, nor burns until bones art so black.
When didst this force become so entwined in me?
As winter ebbs, and spring's first warmth is seen.
I am like the first flower, basking in pure divinity,
Glowing with a light that is beyond a gilded sheen.
I shalt never bend my knee, unto those in power,
For I serve powers more ancient and more pure!
I am free and able to exercise my will in my hour.
Never shalt I sell out my divinity for aught more...
For those who oppress of others care for naught.
They cannot give what gifts I hath been granted...
And I am happy to be alien in my cosmic thought.
I teach others how to be as free as ever wanted,
And so let not the world change you; change it...
In your heart, in your soul, and in all as thou do!
Until all art lifted up, given thrones whence to sit.
Be not a servant, but the master of a power true!
I am not what people expect, for I am myself.
In my uniqueness, there is something that is ideal!
Too much is oppression born of greed and wealth,
But those who stand with me, shalt but bliss feel...
And so look to the cosmos, believe in thy dreams.
Look within, and know that difference is strength,
Which evil cannot overcome, even as it screams.
Thou wilt be glorified, as time runs its' true length.
As I look upon this world, today, I know it not...
For many art lost in hatred mad, and cruel pursuits.
I undertook many a journey, and much thought...
And still, I found this Earth not the one I so knew.
When didst those I even loved lose of their way?
And winter ebbs as spring's first warmth emerges.
I stand with that warmth, I embrace brighter days,
Tapping into the cosmos, a power that ever surges.
Even if I must rebel against all creation to better it,
Better to be an outcast then, in a world gone mad!
For I will be free, and able to exercise of my wit...
Never selling my liberty for a nation's passing fad.
Trust not those in power, for they art oft corrupt...
Nor those who promise what they canst not give!
A true power is at thy fingertips, on which to sup,
Granted by the cosmos, unto all with wills to live.
Let not the world change you; change the world!
One heart, one soul, one mind at a time in glory...
Until all art so lifted up, a cosmic banner unfurled.
Be not a character, but the author of a new story!
I am not what people expect, for I am different.
In my difference, there is power and there is purity!
Against all oppression, I will ever stand defiant...
And those who stand with me, shalt bask in unity.
Look to the cosmos, teach and be taught in turn...
And look within, for there lies a beauty boundless.
Feel the love and peace for which thou dost yearn,
And give it unto others, and those in most distress.
Too long in silence, I tried to seek higher truths...
I saw the other side of reality, and it stared back.
It coursed through me with a fire that so moves...
But harms not, nor burns until bones art so black.
When didst this force become so entwined in me?
As winter ebbs, and spring's first warmth is seen.
I am like the first flower, basking in pure divinity,
Glowing with a light that is beyond a gilded sheen.
I shalt never bend my knee, unto those in power,
For I serve powers more ancient and more pure!
I am free and able to exercise my will in my hour.
Never shalt I sell out my divinity for aught more...
For those who oppress of others care for naught.
They cannot give what gifts I hath been granted...
And I am happy to be alien in my cosmic thought.
I teach others how to be as free as ever wanted,
And so let not the world change you; change it...
In your heart, in your soul, and in all as thou do!
Until all art lifted up, given thrones whence to sit.
Be not a servant, but the master of a power true!
I am not what people expect, for I am myself.
In my uniqueness, there is something that is ideal!
Too much is oppression born of greed and wealth,
But those who stand with me, shalt but bliss feel...
And so look to the cosmos, believe in thy dreams.
Look within, and know that difference is strength,
Which evil cannot overcome, even as it screams.
Thou wilt be glorified, as time runs its' true length.
Written by Kou_Indigo
(Karam L. Parveen-Ashton)
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Can not take away
The Paradise I have built with you
They won't take away wishing to
Get a part of it but what's in the sky
Is reachable to only those who can fly
Being a haunter for every flick
Of light when you are dark and sick
Is too sad, so all the life of those
Who used to look at happy as a ghost
Following the sunset to catch it
But not to look, all they need
Is to kill it, so it won't shine
Too bright to their souls through eyes
Not even the purpose to feel life
But the intentions to see others cry
Is pushing them to keep on going
In their crime they hide from showing
But in my hand I can feel yours
And the power of invisible force
Of it will keep us united from now on
The quiver of arrows is not to be worn
By our love we shielded from all around
Unattainable to those who on the ground
They won't take away wishing to
Get a part of it but what's in the sky
Is reachable to only those who can fly
Being a haunter for every flick
Of light when you are dark and sick
Is too sad, so all the life of those
Who used to look at happy as a ghost
Following the sunset to catch it
But not to look, all they need
Is to kill it, so it won't shine
Too bright to their souls through eyes
Not even the purpose to feel life
But the intentions to see others cry
Is pushing them to keep on going
In their crime they hide from showing
But in my hand I can feel yours
And the power of invisible force
Of it will keep us united from now on
The quiver of arrows is not to be worn
By our love we shielded from all around
Unattainable to those who on the ground
Written by LanaW
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