Poetry competition CLOSED 10th July 2020 7:56am
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Ending History
mbjpancras
M B J Pancras
Joined 21st July 2011
Forum Posts: 3
M B J Pancras
Lost Thinker
Forum Posts: 3
Poetry Contest Description
Participants shall write their thoughts on the ending history of the world due to the inevitable spread of Covid 19
1. Not more than 20 lines.
2. Any form of poetry may be used.
3. Obscene language should not be used.
2. Any form of poetry may be used.
3. Obscene language should not be used.
drone
Forum Posts: 2275
Tyrant of Words
10
Joined 3rd Sep 2011 Forum Posts: 2275
The ending
of our true history
died a long time ago
when the teaching
of our children
of a history
that has been proven
was not so
and when the future
comes to pass
the inevitable spread
of the death
of common sense
will show
that the virus
was just another way
to keep you
as a slave
of our true history
died a long time ago
when the teaching
of our children
of a history
that has been proven
was not so
and when the future
comes to pass
the inevitable spread
of the death
of common sense
will show
that the virus
was just another way
to keep you
as a slave
Kinkpoet
Forum Posts: 1072
Tyrant of Words
11
Joined 9th May 2019Forum Posts: 1072
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MadameLavender
Forum Posts: 5727
Guardian of Shadows
90
Joined 17th Feb 2013Forum Posts: 5727
Related submission no longer exists.
XiaoLong
Forum Posts: 92
Thought Provoker
6
Joined 25th Jan 2019 Forum Posts: 92
Will there be Peace
The cobbled streets in the city of spires,
a mundane morning yet the charm inspires
the high streets of glory, stories of rivendale
It’s just a fantasy, of a young man and his fairy tale
On a grayish day, the perched goblin has its eyes stray
and the crazy faces on the walls hiding away, not to become a prey
they young man walks, cherishing that gloomy day
as he meets a women that was sweeping his feet away
an ordinary folk would imagine that it’s the poetry of bard
cryptic writings upon the Turl is not taking their worlds apart
but to the river of Magdelin, to rent a long boat with a punt
where lovers knock on each other, with a pint after a duck hunt
such was the craziness living with the spires in the shire
green meadows with the summers breeze, train ride to Wiltshire
when Gandalf and Dumbledore, were dancing on the corridor
a drunk Mary Poppins was hopping from door to door
The Turl and the Turf, was a walk away from the Head of the River
Eagle and Child and the Kings Arms was cold and gave the shivers
None of these made any sense and I’m having a very high fever
Aches and pains, my energy is totally drained, will I recover
reality is a turd and nothing about it is actually absurd
its life throwing you punch, and a sucker punch, yet it’s not weird
and the peaceful world comes tumbling down and gets shattered
droplets of rain, freezing over on its way down, and my world is battered
the high street’s serenity disappears, an anarchy appears
at the frontiers of a wet market, the craziness of the asymptomatic racket
bootlegging and smuggling the wild animals are playing croupiers
letting the chaos erupt yet protecting those in the elitist bracket
was it a bat or a rat and yet it germinates with the pangolin
hot scotch and rum, a deadly mix when you play the violin
a contraband in a holiday van, yet no one understands
Yet at the wet market, where they all took a stand
It’s not just a cold Ms Marygold, it’s a virus that can kill us
empire of the sun or twenty one, the planet in 3 months was on its knees
Submitting to an invisible enemy that everyone knows it dangerous
But I am still concerned, after all of this, will the world remain in peace?
a mundane morning yet the charm inspires
the high streets of glory, stories of rivendale
It’s just a fantasy, of a young man and his fairy tale
On a grayish day, the perched goblin has its eyes stray
and the crazy faces on the walls hiding away, not to become a prey
they young man walks, cherishing that gloomy day
as he meets a women that was sweeping his feet away
an ordinary folk would imagine that it’s the poetry of bard
cryptic writings upon the Turl is not taking their worlds apart
but to the river of Magdelin, to rent a long boat with a punt
where lovers knock on each other, with a pint after a duck hunt
such was the craziness living with the spires in the shire
green meadows with the summers breeze, train ride to Wiltshire
when Gandalf and Dumbledore, were dancing on the corridor
a drunk Mary Poppins was hopping from door to door
The Turl and the Turf, was a walk away from the Head of the River
Eagle and Child and the Kings Arms was cold and gave the shivers
None of these made any sense and I’m having a very high fever
Aches and pains, my energy is totally drained, will I recover
reality is a turd and nothing about it is actually absurd
its life throwing you punch, and a sucker punch, yet it’s not weird
and the peaceful world comes tumbling down and gets shattered
droplets of rain, freezing over on its way down, and my world is battered
the high street’s serenity disappears, an anarchy appears
at the frontiers of a wet market, the craziness of the asymptomatic racket
bootlegging and smuggling the wild animals are playing croupiers
letting the chaos erupt yet protecting those in the elitist bracket
was it a bat or a rat and yet it germinates with the pangolin
hot scotch and rum, a deadly mix when you play the violin
a contraband in a holiday van, yet no one understands
Yet at the wet market, where they all took a stand
It’s not just a cold Ms Marygold, it’s a virus that can kill us
empire of the sun or twenty one, the planet in 3 months was on its knees
Submitting to an invisible enemy that everyone knows it dangerous
But I am still concerned, after all of this, will the world remain in peace?
Written by XiaoLong
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slipalong
Forum Posts: 857
Dangerous Mind
43
Joined 1st Jan 2018Forum Posts: 857
The last page of history (sexton beetle)
On the screen the credits roll
who will be the next director
endangered earth as the titles scroll
will god be our protector?
I gaze into my crystal ball
and I see no human form
that harbinger has reaped its toll
no hand to scribe, all gone before
The shelf where history was all wrote
all archived, the virus edited all books
just evolutions right to cope
nature, all man's seasons now revoked
In that spring clean, past wiped away
the alien that came was it man made ?
assign our planet to a mass grave
to start again on a clean page
But who is there to wield a spade
read the last rights for the planet
rewind and delete all saved
the sexton beetles hunger vanish
who will be the next director
endangered earth as the titles scroll
will god be our protector?
I gaze into my crystal ball
and I see no human form
that harbinger has reaped its toll
no hand to scribe, all gone before
The shelf where history was all wrote
all archived, the virus edited all books
just evolutions right to cope
nature, all man's seasons now revoked
In that spring clean, past wiped away
the alien that came was it man made ?
assign our planet to a mass grave
to start again on a clean page
But who is there to wield a spade
read the last rights for the planet
rewind and delete all saved
the sexton beetles hunger vanish
Written by slipalong
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wallyroo92
Forum Posts: 1871
Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 11th July 2012Forum Posts: 1871
End of the World
In the days when hate and racism came more to light
Scientists spoke of a virus like end of the world prophets
But the rich and elite went against their advice out of spite
Because they were too focused on gains and profits
Then when governments began to crumble within
Weak leaders failed them as they died by the masses
While the privileged in their mansions sipped on gin
They helped build a bigger rift between the two classes
But this disease didn’t care about any social status
As it crept through every continent, nation and race
And though many denied it’s existence with malice
It took them too leaving a trail of bodies in it's place
Ignorance and indifference helped spread a virus
A war fought valiantly in hospital rooms and halls
Doctors and nurses were at the front line of a crisis
And like soldiers they too fell amidst medical calls
Day by day the world came to a heartbreaking end
As many fought bravely for life and all that is worth
Hate and disease were the enemy as history penned
Leaving a select few to continue life on this earth
Written by wallyroo92
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anvinvil
Anvillan
Forum Posts: 90
Anvillan
Fire of Insight
2
Joined 16th Feb 2020Forum Posts: 90
Love equals Infinity
When glaciers melt and oceans rise
and people live only on mountain
tops even then will I love you.
When we’ve poisoned all the air
and the planet is gasping and chocking,
with my last breath I will shout I love you.
When all we know has passed away
and we’re traveling through nothing,
going nowhere, at the very edge of that black hole
my soul will scream, I love you.
The scream is joined, the silence broken,
the dark closes in, the roar splits the darkness,
a sliver of light, love escapes, the person wakes up terrified,
Was this just a dream or does the battle continue?
and people live only on mountain
tops even then will I love you.
When we’ve poisoned all the air
and the planet is gasping and chocking,
with my last breath I will shout I love you.
When all we know has passed away
and we’re traveling through nothing,
going nowhere, at the very edge of that black hole
my soul will scream, I love you.
The scream is joined, the silence broken,
the dark closes in, the roar splits the darkness,
a sliver of light, love escapes, the person wakes up terrified,
Was this just a dream or does the battle continue?
Written by anvinvil
(Anvillan)
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diddi
StephenPaul Summerscales
Forum Posts: 1704
StephenPaul Summerscales
Dangerous Mind
42
Joined 18th Dec 2009Forum Posts: 1704
A Viral Earth
Leather feathers and bird leaves
halo weather ,mad cow disease
humans faltered as Earth recedes
plastic castings of trickery
the face , the mask's all they see .
Revelations of allied nations
Kingdom's rising regaining elevation
empirically tested with more invested interest
in our damnation ,we're living totalitarian
A wild stampede all substrates in need
all known seeds are buried under
lands of green
they think it won't be known
if it ,can't be seen
so when the show really blows
they can start clean.
Numerical in digits
via portals ,near missed hits
feared land-fills, prophets get blitzed
they want to stamp us with triple six.
Leather feathers and bird leaves
halo weather ,mad cow disease
humans faltered as Earth recedes
plastic castings of trickery
the face , the mask's all they see .
Revelations of allied nations
Kingdom's rising regaining elevation
empirically tested with more invested interest
in our damnation ,we're living totalitarian
A wild stampede all substrates in need
all known seeds are buried under
lands of green
they think it won't be known
if it ,can't be seen
so when the show really blows
they can start clean.
Numerical in digits
via portals ,near missed hits
feared land-fills, prophets get blitzed
they want to stamp us with triple six.
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The winner of this competition and any runners up were decided by public vote.
Thank you to the following members for voting:
Stoney223, _boybrains, Billy_Snagg, Bluevelvete, ReggiePoet, SweetOblivion, Poems4me, Marks, Tallen, Rachelleundrgrd, Phantom2426, michaelslove2, Jade-Pandora, Josh, TCLilly, Eerie, lepperochan, Kinkpoet, dustyJournals, Cocoa, Blackdove
Thank you to the following members for voting:
Stoney223, _boybrains, Billy_Snagg, Bluevelvete, ReggiePoet, SweetOblivion, Poems4me, Marks, Tallen, Rachelleundrgrd, Phantom2426, michaelslove2, Jade-Pandora, Josh, TCLilly, Eerie, lepperochan, Kinkpoet, dustyJournals, Cocoa, Blackdove
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