Poetry competition CLOSED 26th April 2017 11:59pm
WINNER
Anonymous
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RUNNER-UP: JohnFeddeler

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Something real

drone
Tyrant of Words
Greece 10awards
Joined 3rd Sep 2011
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Tell me
what would you do
if you knew
that I was
would you scream
would you shout
would you hurt
me
inside
I am broken
outside
all that you will see
is a sad tired lonely smile
as I pack my bags
to go
to another place
and where ever I land
it will be then
I will have to decide
do I stay
to try
with all the pain
that it brings
to put back together
my broken fractured
wings
or just leave
my body
and my feelings
behind

Pho3nix19xx
Thought Provoker
Canada 1awards
Joined 15th Jan 2016
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"Walk A Life in Mine"
When these babies of mine scream and cry
Walk a life in mine
For a single parent I am
Struggling and grinding scratching and surviving.
Raising my legacy alone for reasons that are to you unknown.

You judge by what you see,
But did you see me being raped?

So when these babies of mine
Scream and cry, throw a fit
Before you label me a
'Slut' 'whore' 'incapable' or 'unfit'
Walk a life in mine

Not a minute
Not a day
Not a month
Not a single year
But seventeen.

You judge me by an angry thought
But did you see my lover being shot?

I know they're cries are loud and unpleasant
And though I am utterly spent
I'm trying to make them quiet
For I know they are my responsibility
But please let me be
For you do not know my story.

So when these babies of mine scream and cry
Say not a damn thing
Before ye hath walked a life in mine.
For I am a single parent
Struggling and grinding scratching and surviving
Raising my legacy alone
For reasons that to you are unknown.

You judge me by what you think
But do you think this easy
With no support in a crack house home?
You say you've been there and done that
But that was a different time
You know not of my life nor my story
And I not of yours
Yet
You judge by what you see,
But do you see these babies of mine
Are the only reason I'm sober and clean?

So walk a life in mine
I bet you wouldn't
But until you do
Please just kindly leave me to it!
I made a choice or maybe I didn't
But I am trying my best
At something I was never taught how to do
Some days I wanna quit
Some days I wanna forget
But never will I live with regret.

So when these babies of mine scream and cry
Just stay silent
Because money is more than a little tight
Time is never enough
Sleep is something I do not know.
So when these babies of mine scream and cry
Admire my strength
Appreciate my courage
Applaud my commitment
And praise my efforts
Because a single parent I am
And a damn good one at that!

OnlyForTheDead
Lost Thinker
Joined 20th Apr 2017
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Trapped

Have you ever been trapped?
With no way of escaping?
Trapped in a place that's called... your head...your mind?
Voices in your head telling you things; horrible things;
Your alone, your scared, thinking what did I do?
Screaming for help but nobody can hear?
Lost, abandoned, pain, scared, unwanted, worthless, dread, sickening...
Heard people calling you names behind your back?
Wanting to be dead, to see who would actually care?
Wanting to disappear from existence?
Looking for help; but none can be found?
Being ignored from those who are dear to you?
Seeking for something to make you want to live;
but you know everything will come to an end one day or an other?
Being trapped in a cage yet the door is wide open...
You're hopeless, devastated;
Your life is like a candle;
Yet the flame is burning out?
Your knife is your only friend;
Cutting to the rhythm of your breathing?
Feeling as if your trapped in water;
Yet trying so hard to swim back up...but the water keeps sucking you back in?
Falling down a never ending pit;
Yet waiting for the collision with the ground;
Wanting that collision to end your suffering?
This is what anxiety is; or is it?

~With much love, Anxiety&Depression



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poet Anonymous

diddi
StephenPaul Summerscales
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 42awards
Joined 18th Dec 2009
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Faded Forever    


Even in
dreamed scenes
I'm trying to hide
I can never been seen
with you in my life
we fade until
moonbeams
disguise us in light
sprayed between the leaves
of old trees
that died .


Holding hands
in the bright
but misty
afterlife surrounds
with some sounds
written by me

I've lost the find
I found
with a cost so high
it impounds
into a locked up
mine underground
what's left of
my sanity
now I'm inept
an inanity
although I've slept
I'm without any sleep
I'm just a wreck
that crashed
in your street
I've never kept
what others
always keep  
I've crept
the indepth
it wasn't very deep
I'm in the shallow end
again
after my big leap
feeling dead
with lead to line my feet .


diddi
StephenPaul Summerscales
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 42awards
Joined 18th Dec 2009
Forum Posts: 1704

Violin eyes      



She appeared to me in pixelation  
slowly materialising
like a building being built
by some methodic phantom .


Her aura and power of entrancement
now became apparent .


No sound was needed
to accompany the moment
as her violin eyes sufficed
for all known musical therapy .


Her tone of hair
captured old moments
of secured reliability
and innocence
not felt since childhood .

.
Her look of startle
lasered hot impressions
that carved out one of natures  
most finest of such few masterpieces.


This now is engraved within tissues
that make recollection
within the cerebral activate
an imperative ambition .

.

Now , closed ocular of dark
is beautiful
because I see her there  
before and in my dreams . .


dejure
vick
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 17th Aug 2015
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Feel My Love

       .



       ~



       Please forgive me and accept this verse
       I swear these are from my deepest nerves
       In my life I’ve never been this much nervous, just to say hi

       Call me crazy call me stupid for living in the past
       A glimpse of your smile makes my heart beats fast
       My mind wander an eternity to find a word to say to last in your heart

And,
       I will learn to read a rose and speak to you in roses
       Forge my arm into a blade and fight whomever force us
       Build dams around to let sweet dreams flood your mind
       Fight your nightmares until you wake up in my arms

       For a small pause between us I will miserably reek
       Then I remember the sign of your voice to just breathe
       Your palm over my hand holding your cheeks, resting on my palm

       Leaned heads gazing at each other's eyes  
       I lost in the center of your iris and go beyond skies
       Close enough smell your hair and feel the warmth of your breath      

       …

       then you rub my nose

       with yours

        …

       looking at my eyes
    
       I look at your lips

       ...

       I see your eyes

       closing

       …

       Do you...

       feel my

       love?



       ~


       .
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eswaller
Dangerous Mind
United States 31awards
Joined 22nd Dec 2015
Forum Posts: 764

Picking Me Up

You worship my body like it is perfection
And made for you. Soft kisses rain down
My body like water drops. Show affection

To parts of my mind I want to drown
In because those are my thoughts that
Get all tangled up. You turn my frown

Right side up. There is no reason to be flat
And deflated when things are going so right
In life. You pick me up before I can go splat

Against the concrete. Darling, hold me tight
Before I lose my feelings and emotions.
Leave your mark so I do not go into flight

Mode and leave. Tidal waves of oceans
Keep crashing into us and darling, I can
No longer form or take the notions

Of having this be over. Let go of the plan
From long ago. We are not where we began.
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JohnFeddeler
Tyrant of Words
United States 83awards
Joined 18th Jan 2013
Forum Posts: 325

Thanks for the votes & salute to Vee, outstanding poetry; great poems all around...

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 17049

Congratulations all winners:)

poet Anonymous

Big Congrats Vee and John
well deserved, both


poet Anonymous

Congratulations to you as well John, you’re so well deserving of recognition and I think you know by now how much i admire your work, the man you are and your friendship.
My gratitude as well to Grace and Miki for your kindness and support and all the one’s who felt my poem was worthy of the gesture.
Cheers!

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