Poetry competition CLOSED 31st August 2020 1:07am
WINNER
eswaller
eswaller
From Our Differences In Life And Death Is Born Love Eternal
Poetry Contest Description
I saw this when it first came out ; It touched my soul deeply , as two seemingly so diverse forms of energy met and in the few moments shared birthed something to live forever...I would like to see what you think
This will actually last a Moon Cycle , of 29.577 days ;
Speak of the ways we are different , so different ;
And then , in that one moment , we see someone
that changes us , in ways we could never imagine ,
in such a short time given by synchronicity and fate
forever...
You may submit one poem , newly written , inspired
by this short and powerful film...watch it , feel it , see
it , become the re - incarnation of the union of forces
inside yourself , and , when ready use your cyber quill
to speak of love born between the finite space allowed
between opposing forms , and forces , for a time united
https://youtu.be/PcvHNbDPaK0
Now...show me that which tells this tale within your soul...
( Make Sure You See The Last Few Seconds Of Film After The Quote )
Speak of the ways we are different , so different ;
And then , in that one moment , we see someone
that changes us , in ways we could never imagine ,
in such a short time given by synchronicity and fate
forever...
You may submit one poem , newly written , inspired
by this short and powerful film...watch it , feel it , see
it , become the re - incarnation of the union of forces
inside yourself , and , when ready use your cyber quill
to speak of love born between the finite space allowed
between opposing forms , and forces , for a time united
https://youtu.be/PcvHNbDPaK0
Now...show me that which tells this tale within your soul...
( Make Sure You See The Last Few Seconds Of Film After The Quote )
Related submission no longer exists.
Programmed love...
My life is measured, time moves toward me
not away. I need to feel, i need to want,
my desires are programmed but are real to me.
To be different is hard, to be totally alone is human,
yet a mechanical clone of the real thing.
Feelings without recourse is cruel. Needs without
options is an existence suspended in the crowd of
opportunity that mills around you without contact.
Suddenly, my space is invaded by the ultimate
difference. A being, no, a specter, no, another created
presence without purpose yet attractive. No means to
communicate except knowing, somehow we were
meant to be. Two creations, emotionally human,
mechanically apart. Needs attract, emotions tangle
yet our controllers say no. Why program emotion
then deny access. No, let’s run, beyond control and
seek that programmed emotion that grips our cpu.
To run free, to feel a connection, to feel human while
existing on a failing battery is beyond all comprehension.
Two creations, joined by programmed emotion,
running free from control, our shelf life short yet
eternity awaits us joined as one. When the program
ends, the power runs out, we slump to the ground
we will have experienced human connection,
human love and yes, human loss. Why do humans
waste what makes them human,
waste the gifts they receive naturally?
not away. I need to feel, i need to want,
my desires are programmed but are real to me.
To be different is hard, to be totally alone is human,
yet a mechanical clone of the real thing.
Feelings without recourse is cruel. Needs without
options is an existence suspended in the crowd of
opportunity that mills around you without contact.
Suddenly, my space is invaded by the ultimate
difference. A being, no, a specter, no, another created
presence without purpose yet attractive. No means to
communicate except knowing, somehow we were
meant to be. Two creations, emotionally human,
mechanically apart. Needs attract, emotions tangle
yet our controllers say no. Why program emotion
then deny access. No, let’s run, beyond control and
seek that programmed emotion that grips our cpu.
To run free, to feel a connection, to feel human while
existing on a failing battery is beyond all comprehension.
Two creations, joined by programmed emotion,
running free from control, our shelf life short yet
eternity awaits us joined as one. When the program
ends, the power runs out, we slump to the ground
we will have experienced human connection,
human love and yes, human loss. Why do humans
waste what makes them human,
waste the gifts they receive naturally?
Written by anvinvil
(Anvillan)
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Well , Valeriya , you still have time with this one...;)
My other one ended , a few days ago...
Judging that one tomorrow , before I answer the Eminem question
for you , and any who find interest in the Gematria thread...;)
By all means , please offer a poetic response !
"There Is More At The Door" ( The Who - Tommy )
My other one ended , a few days ago...
Judging that one tomorrow , before I answer the Eminem question
for you , and any who find interest in the Gematria thread...;)
By all means , please offer a poetic response !
"There Is More At The Door" ( The Who - Tommy )
Steps Forward (Without You)
It is hard imaging you not being here
Right now, but for both of us I have to
Walk towards a better tomorrow, one
Foot in front of the other like you have
Always taught me. You always steer
Me, not in the direction where you
Were laid to rest, but where the sun
Still shines the brightest. Your valve
And battery decided to give up, but
I will keep living. I will keep thriving if
It means I can still remember you and
Your smiles. I never knew it was love
Until I saw your eyes and in this rut
You held me as the edges of the cliff
Became sharper. As we held hands
That night I knew it was the dove
Who delivered its message. “Keep
Moving forward darling. I know that
You are tired and you do not want
To move on without me, but I am still
Here in the breath you inhale deeply
Into your lungs. I am still in the flat
Curve of your laughter. Ghosts haunt
You, but I still keep you safe. The thrill
And yell escaping your mouth shows
That I am alongside you on this roller
Coaster ride. Do not lose those west
Coast vibes I fell in love with when we
First met or easy smiles as time slows
Down for our magical kiss. The solar
Eclipse got nothing on the stars winking
At us night after night. We were sinking
Our feet into the soft earth, getting lost
In the steady heartbeat of the world.”
We were programmed, but at what cost?
To feel nothing, but I felt it as you curled
Up against my chest looking at me like
I had all the answers and the cure. I did
Not know that it was your last strike
Of the game. Life came to a quick skid
And halt after your last breath, but I just
Knew that to honor your memory I had
To keep pushing on. You laid the trust
And happiness in me so I am not sad.
Right now, but for both of us I have to
Walk towards a better tomorrow, one
Foot in front of the other like you have
Always taught me. You always steer
Me, not in the direction where you
Were laid to rest, but where the sun
Still shines the brightest. Your valve
And battery decided to give up, but
I will keep living. I will keep thriving if
It means I can still remember you and
Your smiles. I never knew it was love
Until I saw your eyes and in this rut
You held me as the edges of the cliff
Became sharper. As we held hands
That night I knew it was the dove
Who delivered its message. “Keep
Moving forward darling. I know that
You are tired and you do not want
To move on without me, but I am still
Here in the breath you inhale deeply
Into your lungs. I am still in the flat
Curve of your laughter. Ghosts haunt
You, but I still keep you safe. The thrill
And yell escaping your mouth shows
That I am alongside you on this roller
Coaster ride. Do not lose those west
Coast vibes I fell in love with when we
First met or easy smiles as time slows
Down for our magical kiss. The solar
Eclipse got nothing on the stars winking
At us night after night. We were sinking
Our feet into the soft earth, getting lost
In the steady heartbeat of the world.”
We were programmed, but at what cost?
To feel nothing, but I felt it as you curled
Up against my chest looking at me like
I had all the answers and the cure. I did
Not know that it was your last strike
Of the game. Life came to a quick skid
And halt after your last breath, but I just
Knew that to honor your memory I had
To keep pushing on. You laid the trust
And happiness in me so I am not sad.
Written by eswaller
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At The Crossroads of Death and Destiny
At the crossroads of death and destiny
Remember the paths that have lead you here
They may seem the same so choose carefully
Or else all you have dreamed will disappear
Your mind will wonder and you heart will ache
At the crossroads of death and destiny
When trying to avoid making mistakes
Sometimes you are your own worst enemy
I know you have searched the Earth endlessly
But when you find what you are looking for
At the crossroads of death and destiny
To the fates you will beseech and implore
Love understands and then it transcends time
Burning with the sweetest intensity
All of this and more you will come to find
At the crossroads of death and destiny
Written by wallyroo92
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