Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd September 2017 10:42am
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Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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romance

sirBoring
Thought Provoker
Joined 31st Oct 2016
Forum Posts: 143

Poetry Contest

Share romantic poems.
Romance: a feeling of excitement and mystery associated with love. love, especially when sentimental or idealized.

Here's the list of people who can vote for this contest's winners (ordered by points): Jade-Pandora, wallyroo92, Hepcat61, GothicQueen666, Afroqn73, dejure, AEMelia564, KublaiSwan, Canullia, tmoj, FromTheAsh, mel44, Ahavati, archetype23, danigirl32, diddi, drone, Paul290288, Simon_III_Msibi

My contest judgement is primarily anonymous and unbiased: most times, I don't know which user wrote what poem when I cast my votes that determine 50%.

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Here's some inspiration from last competition:

danigirl32 said:
That Forever Moment


cupped about milk-en fingertips        
knowing the depth of each eternal craving.        
feeling textures of every level of each others soul        

the deep funny feelings that have no end or limits        
this kind of permittivity hunts        
continuously feeding one to the other          

permittivity can not stay hidden        
it finds the indissoluble friendship        
where minds embrace each thought      

searing into each other's heart        
it is that definable moment        
that becomes forever    


runaway-mindtrain said:She


The essence of woman  
A vision of the flower of life  
The sweetness of honey  
Beauty grown in the holy garden  
She walks with purpose  
And speaks with compassion  
A brown tipped flower  
With eyes of glassy soul  
In tune with herself  
In harmony with the cosmos  
The sound of lovely wind  
As she talks to the moon  
A witness of the maker  
A bringer of the night  
She shines brighter than the sun  
To dim the highest light  
Will the earth spin or the world be fulfilled?  
A thought of substance  
She makes the deal...


wallyroo92 said:When Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder


When distance makes the heart grow fonder,
Our lives take a different perspective on things,
What is and what could be, what could’ve been,
Where spirits soar with emotions on their wings.
The persistent thoughts that race every day,
For the need that constantly bleeds in the heart,
Is only mended by the sound of a voice,
That tears and soothes for being apart.
And after the encounters that take place,
Where off to the distances these souls go,
The reminiscent memory of what they shared,
Makes the feelings and sensations grow.
So for days and years, through laughter and tears
These elated minds are only left to wonder
Waiting for the next time waiting in the meantime,
When the distance makes the heart grow fonder.

OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
Dangerous Mind
Philippines 24awards
Joined 15th Feb 2016
Forum Posts: 1470

“HIGHLANDS AND DESERT SANDS”

#Dare04: DARE TO WRITE CHALLENGE
The Theme: "GIVE ME REASONS TO LOVE YOU!"

WALID:
Sighing pains, O Lady of the Highlands!
I’m really so weary of your shrewd game.
My heart as well as my soul feels the same;
You’ve just completely made me desert sands!

OXY:
Never have I hesitated, nor worn a mask.
When I am with you, worries leave my side.
I could be naked, unwashed, utter in snide;
Even at my worst, I trust you're up for the task.

WALID:
Words have just been smothered inside my heart,
And I just wish that it wouldn’t last for aye.
The fault lies in your remissness, in part;
To my daily pleas you always say nay.

OXY:
Hush my love, come closer and just close your eyes.
Feel my burning flesh and the beating of my heart,
Hear it screaming, refusing with you to part.
Words scape me but please, read between the lines.

WALID :
Indeed, I do infer from any words you breathe
That you care for me yet you refuse to concede;
Bear in mind all my love unto you I bequeath,
And only with you others I always exceed.

OXY:
Concede I will not, you know I never will.
To love you is not, to forsake my heart and mind,
To love me is not, to bend me to your will,
You and I, we are who we are, two of a kind.

WALID:
I am who I am; In fact, I am Romeo,
Submerged with the love of his dearest Juliet.
Babe, you know I would compete in a rodeo
Just to bear out my love and, darling, you can bet!

OXY:
Will we win the wager of destiny's game?
You said I'm Juliet, but what’s this bull feeling?
I keep seeing red with every flip of your cape,
Wanting to conquer every core of your being.

WALID:
O Darling! I would breathe a sigh of relief
If ever, one day, you treat me the way I do.
Hallelujah! I’d be rescued from a silent grief,
For the dolour has gone with simple words from you.

OXY:
I could say, 'as you wish', but that would be a lie.
‘Tis the “me” whom you love, up to you to retain.
This I'll say, I'll love no one else till I die,
How I am will stay, as you also remain.

Written by
Walid Boureghda
&
OxyMoronicMe
© All Rights Reserved, 15 September 2017
Written by OxyMoronicMe (G.L.)
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wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 1861



What Blue Is…

Blue is the color entranced in eyes,
Like skies and oceans vast and deep,
A reverie of streamed subconscious perfected,
The memory of a dream longed to keep.
Blue is the sensation that lingers softly,
Like a sweet lowly tune that haunts the mind,
Yearning for the warmth in the heart of hearts,
Perhaps perchance perpetrated and resigned.
Blue is the sensual contextual feeling,
Like languid ridges that never stop,
Hastily stalling and lazily crawling,
Rich in texture profound in abstract thought.
Blue is the name of a flame deeply burning,
Turning all fancies from lust to dust,
Lost like lullabies lulled lied and laid,
Made to encumber and encompass trust.
Blue is the cool collected stillness dwelling,
Reeling in the tryst of heightened fantasy,
An alluring natural riveting happenstance,
That shatters the boundaries of reality,
Blue is the aura of a free flowing spirit,
Supple and graceful and only one of a kind,
In shapes and forms different from the norm,
Relishing in the sight that’s so divine.
Blue is the fine and sultry rhythm,
The groove that moves deeply softly within,
The soothing sound coming in rushing waves,
And engraves all yearning in a whim.
Blue is the ideal state of feeling and emotion,
Tapping into the recess of the soul to compose,
It will bring up the deepest darkest secrets,
And to the world becomes exposed.
Blue is the hue of a fire tendered,
Like an undying tinder of a lasting kiss,
A déjà-vu that lingers in the soul forever,
Like immortal embers of an eternal bliss.
That’s what blue is...

runaway-mindtrain
Dangerous Mind
United States 8awards
Joined 30th July 2017
Forum Posts: 892

Arcanum (a collaboration with GlassEmerald)

Floating star in the reflected sea    
Burns out the night in her fierce consuming desire    
Reluctance sunshine in the magnetic tune of uncontrollable moans    
Intoxicates at midnight in his charming inhaling lust    
Relentless heart pumping passion that bleeds on her soul    
Curvaceous Luna vision of a singular desire wrapped in sensual intention    
Passionate crystal tongue tangos in fierce hues    
Sparks of fire up and down her spine release the feeling of her mind    
Her soft spoken whispers in heuristic flavors that taste of intuitive candy    
His deep thunder melding with routine exquisite, mornings in awe by infinite wonder    
That this a memoir calloused, an embodiment of arched blooming depth    
Her dawning day of new spring waters flowing over me    
Baptizing my mind with her rapturous fire    
Crooned cocoon tranquilizing midnight eyes      
Glass sensuous longing your light the rain captive    
Adrenalized romanticism....
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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Duke_Raoul
Lost Thinker
Joined 21st Sep 2017
Forum Posts: 4

LOVESICKNESSES

Licking my wounds, sobbing and tear-swabbing
Out-patiently waiting, pain-diverting
Veins are pulsating, arteries throbbing
Emergency room, (and tomb), alerting
Spinning from vertigo disconcerting
Immune to therapy/ pain reliever
Chronic flirting stirs sardonic hurting
Kiss-of-life from reluctant reciever
Narcoleptic day-dream unbeliever
Earthquakes internal, epileptic shakes
Second-hand-smoke-signals fanning fever
Schizophrenic heartbreaks/ seizure headaches
Emotional prognosis unspoken
Sedated, elated, heart unbroken
Written by Duke_Raoul
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134

Lullaby

Rain has moved on while he's away
and I listen to metal plucks of a
Zimbabwe lullaby played on the mbira.

How still the air, yet there's the
scent of unlit candles; gifts from him
as reminders of me.

I can't help but smile as I recall
walking through a gift shop one day
and he exclaimed "That scent, it's you!"

Now the last of empty thunder rumbles
low as I consciously inhale.
I haven't the heart to burn them.




Preview image: photo by Elizabeth Ann Duffy
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134

Dance

He gave her a note—
Will you go with me to the dance?
and she the tomboy said yes.

He drives her to the park where
she will lose her shoes in the trimmed
grass, wet with dew and moonlight.

Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
United States 154awards
Joined 9th Nov 2015
Forum Posts: 5134

Duet

The earth is not perfect in its circumference,
it wobbles and shudders as it sings

with pitched layers of atmospheric frequencies
and deep molten throbs.

Each person makes a noise that drowns out the
sound against a tsunami's thunder.

Do they ever know the song before it's too late,
or go mute long enough to learn the words.

When you and I are together, we quietly hum in
hopes of hearing it in tune, of being a duet in sync.

When we can't, we touch; the friction of bodies
become tuning forks vibrating with the tides,

of bird and beast migrating by the silvery tines of
stars, to the music of our only home.
Written by Jade-Pandora (jade tiger)
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DMThinker
Strange Creature
Joined 23rd Sep 2017
Forum Posts: 1

Grateful in grief

Belfast chille peppers
Was that just to prep us
for what was coming was truly tremendous,
Horrendous
I was the only one left to defend us
now there is no way to mend this

People broken everywhere, shit scared
there was no way to be prepared
They say a problem shared splits it in half
Not grief, it infects everyone , tears them down
and has the last long laugh

suddenly eveerything is cold, all joke are old, food is mould
while we all do our best not to give in and fold

Its hard to describe exactly what it feels like,You know something is not right
My brain races at night so I decide to write but I still feel like shite
And im not tryna moan and groan because problems, everyone has their own

I feel more peaceful when I see my thoughts on a page,
like letting  the demon out of its cage and given a stage to release some rage

Always grieving but this feels relieving, its hard percieving you leaving that evening, oh shit here comes the heaving but I still beieve in you out there achieving, decieving, thieving , it doesn’t  matter once your receiving , keep weaving your web of influence, its continous and even though it’s a mess I consider myself blessed for the 25 so I put you in ink and framed you on the chest.
Written by DMThinker
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sirBoring
Thought Provoker
Joined 31st Oct 2016
Forum Posts: 143

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