Poetry competition CLOSED 22nd July 2018 1:29am
WINNER
JusTim_
JusTim_
RUNNERS-UP:
Viddax
and MadameLavender
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Call the Dead to Dance
(A Quatern)
The wakes that call the dead to dance,
The morning voice that warms like sun,
Cool words that mountains rise from mists,
With seethe of whisper po’ms' desires.
In motions that extend beyond
The wakes that call the dead to dance,
The heart that pumps the love in two
The universe extends its frame.
Her buried in my one resolve,
The mind to heart that breathes new life,
The wakes that call the dead to dance,
A kiss that courses through like blood.
I find my hands in tresses home,
To pull her close to take me in,
To feel in every nerve her pulse,
The wakes that call the dead to dance.
The wakes that call the dead to dance,
The morning voice that warms like sun,
Cool words that mountains rise from mists,
With seethe of whisper po’ms' desires.
In motions that extend beyond
The wakes that call the dead to dance,
The heart that pumps the love in two
The universe extends its frame.
Her buried in my one resolve,
The mind to heart that breathes new life,
The wakes that call the dead to dance,
A kiss that courses through like blood.
I find my hands in tresses home,
To pull her close to take me in,
To feel in every nerve her pulse,
The wakes that call the dead to dance.
Written by Hepcat61
(geoff cat)
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I DON'T LOVE YOU
I don’t love you
I’ve come to hate you
Despise you
I even loath you
Because you lie
I don’t love you
And because you’ve cheated
You’re so arrogantly unrepentant
Being you’re so evil
Since your so wicked
I don’t love you
Yet, I’m a fool
For I still desire you
Want to hold you
And kiss you, but
I don’t love you
I’ve come to hate you
Despise you
I even loath you
Because you lie
I don’t love you
And because you’ve cheated
You’re so arrogantly unrepentant
Being you’re so evil
Since your so wicked
I don’t love you
Yet, I’m a fool
For I still desire you
Want to hold you
And kiss you, but
I don’t love you
Written by snugglebuck
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It Wasn’t Meant To Be This Way
( a Quatern )
It wasn’t meant to be this way,
Of how I introduced myself.
When looking back upon that day;
I could’ve left you on the shelf.
That’s how the gears turn in my head.
It wasn’t meant to be this way,
But I don’t live beneath my bed
Unless you join me there to stay.
But neither have we feet of clay;
We’ve always done it in the rough.
It wasn’t meant to be this way,
We just prefer it in the buff.
I’m glad I ‘barged’ into your ‘prow’,
It’s been a frequent way we play.
Tho’ we’ll both live with it somehow,
It wasn’t meant to be this way.
It wasn’t meant to be this way,
Of how I introduced myself.
When looking back upon that day;
I could’ve left you on the shelf.
That’s how the gears turn in my head.
It wasn’t meant to be this way,
But I don’t live beneath my bed
Unless you join me there to stay.
But neither have we feet of clay;
We’ve always done it in the rough.
It wasn’t meant to be this way,
We just prefer it in the buff.
I’m glad I ‘barged’ into your ‘prow’,
It’s been a frequent way we play.
Tho’ we’ll both live with it somehow,
It wasn’t meant to be this way.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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GFYS
Go Fuck Yourself
You don’t like me
I don’t like you
So, what else would I tell you to do?
Do it times two
Go Fuck Yourself
You conceited fool
Cause no one else would want to fuck you
You think your superior
And everyone is inferior
Go Fuck Yourself
And kiss my hairy posterior
Your shit still smells
Like everyone else
So, do us all a huge favor
GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!
This poem is an entry for Zazzles' challenge. It is not directed at Zazzles, so please don't message me that I'm being disrespect to her.
You don’t like me
I don’t like you
So, what else would I tell you to do?
Do it times two
Go Fuck Yourself
You conceited fool
Cause no one else would want to fuck you
You think your superior
And everyone is inferior
Go Fuck Yourself
And kiss my hairy posterior
Your shit still smells
Like everyone else
So, do us all a huge favor
GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!
This poem is an entry for Zazzles' challenge. It is not directed at Zazzles, so please don't message me that I'm being disrespect to her.
Written by snugglebuck
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All Pleasures That She Needs To Know
All pleasures that she needs to know
Kept in his gold and polished vase
Her precious secret taken slow
Forget the dross, recall the best
He treasures strength and wayward strays
All pleasures that she needs to know
The whims, and reckless, darting eye
The joy she brings him, singing low
She has some pride and poet's flow
Allowing him to sample free
All pleasures that she needs to know
To give him words, a little peace
It seems they have the wherewithal
To love until the rooster crows
He lays sated, a man at peace
All pleasures that she needs to know.
All pleasures that she needs to know
Kept in his gold and polished vase
Her precious secret taken slow
Forget the dross, recall the best
He treasures strength and wayward strays
All pleasures that she needs to know
The whims, and reckless, darting eye
The joy she brings him, singing low
She has some pride and poet's flow
Allowing him to sample free
All pleasures that she needs to know
To give him words, a little peace
It seems they have the wherewithal
To love until the rooster crows
He lays sated, a man at peace
All pleasures that she needs to know.
Anonymous
Very sensual and subtle, which is a bonus in my opinion. Nothing is so erotic as what is left to wonder. Wonderful write.
Anonymous
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Hear Our Voice
Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore,
We have to stand up for what’s right and fair,
Like a fanfare, the common man too has a say,
To pursue his dream during his lifetime.
Each one of us has something we aspire to,
Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore,
When we see so many injustices take place,
We understand that the system is broken.
History will bear witness to our cause,
They’ll cry for our struggle when they read:
“Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore”
For our present will be their lesson learned.
So to the powers that be, listen and see,
There’s a compelling force in the distance,
A revolution is coming, it’s greatly resounding:
“Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore!”
Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore,
We have to stand up for what’s right and fair,
Like a fanfare, the common man too has a say,
To pursue his dream during his lifetime.
Each one of us has something we aspire to,
Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore,
When we see so many injustices take place,
We understand that the system is broken.
History will bear witness to our cause,
They’ll cry for our struggle when they read:
“Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore”
For our present will be their lesson learned.
So to the powers that be, listen and see,
There’s a compelling force in the distance,
A revolution is coming, it’s greatly resounding:
“Hear our voice, we will not take it anymore!”
The Very Last Minute
Left to the very last minute
Not even time left for regret
Where time has fallen by too fast
Procrastination couldn't last
Still enough chances possible yet
Left to the very last minute
Frantic flailing as the sands pour
This has happened again before
A case of forgo and forget
The lazy ways are far too set
Left to the very last minute
No such time left to even fret
The future: always tomorrow
The past: missed options and sorrow
The reaper will collect the debt
Left to the very last minute
Not even time left for regret
Where time has fallen by too fast
Procrastination couldn't last
Still enough chances possible yet
Left to the very last minute
Frantic flailing as the sands pour
This has happened again before
A case of forgo and forget
The lazy ways are far too set
Left to the very last minute
No such time left to even fret
The future: always tomorrow
The past: missed options and sorrow
The reaper will collect the debt
Left to the very last minute
Written by Viddax
(Lord Viddax)
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