Simply The Best
faithmairee
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Forum Posts: 212
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Tyrant of Words
12
Joined 29th Aug 2012 Forum Posts: 212
Poetry Contest Description
Submit one poem on any subject (nothing vulgar) that you believe is the best poem you have ever written.
This is your time to shine! Good luck and have fun! You have one week.
Update 8/31/20 : I am thrilled to see how many members have joined this competition. The quality of work being submitted so far is truly amazing!
There is still time left if you haven't entered the competition to do so. Good luck everyone!
Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
Forum Posts: 5295
Francisco J Vera
Tyrant of Words
21
Joined 25th Jan 2020Forum Posts: 5295
Poetry Goddess
To my poetry goddess
You are out there
I'm waiting for
Your words of wisdom
ignite the fire of these
words to get back
on track to writing
the words that will
make your heart
melt like butter
so that I can be
my normal romantic
poet who enjoys
the naughty and
sexual things in Life
You are out there
I'm waiting for
Your words of wisdom
ignite the fire of these
words to get back
on track to writing
the words that will
make your heart
melt like butter
so that I can be
my normal romantic
poet who enjoys
the naughty and
sexual things in Life
Written by Phantom2426
(Francisco J Vera)
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Darkpoetria
DarkOakPoetry
Forum Posts: 18
DarkOakPoetry
Twisted Dreamer
1
Joined 22nd Sep 2019Forum Posts: 18
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Adzy
Forum Posts: 43
Twisted Dreamer
5
Joined 13th Feb 2016 Forum Posts: 43
Domestic
Another night, another fight
I'm in my room, I'm full of fright
So much stress, so much pain
I wish it all would go away
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
Kick and scratch, claw and bite
Why did you cheat, why did you lie?
You make me sick, you make me cry
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
He throws a left, he throws a right
A broken nose, a bruise and scar
Is this the night that it goes too far?
This shit's been going on for far too long
It's time for you to pay for what you've done!
Another night, another fight
This is it, it ends tonight
You've gotten on my very last nerve
You're gunna get, what you deserve
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
We're not taking your shit no more
Tonight you're gunna wind up on the floor!
I'm in my room, I'm full of fright
So much stress, so much pain
I wish it all would go away
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
Kick and scratch, claw and bite
Why did you cheat, why did you lie?
You make me sick, you make me cry
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
He throws a left, he throws a right
A broken nose, a bruise and scar
Is this the night that it goes too far?
This shit's been going on for far too long
It's time for you to pay for what you've done!
Another night, another fight
This is it, it ends tonight
You've gotten on my very last nerve
You're gunna get, what you deserve
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
We're not taking your shit no more
Tonight you're gunna wind up on the floor!
Written by Adzy
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Ahavati
Tams
Forum Posts: 16910
Tams
Tyrant of Words
123
Joined 11th Apr 2015Forum Posts: 16910
Milestone
I.
I turned 60 this morning—finally
3:33 AM—because I couldn’t wait
until sunrise to be born
nor calm weather—
but a storm of magnitude
beating hospital windows;
and noisy generators
restoring power to wards
I was naturally a second child
forced into first position
by the death of a sister
I never had a hometown
nor friends from birth—
we relocated constantly
I've done the marriage thing
followed by divorce, amicably—
continued on my own solitarily
Now, in the time a leaf hits the ground—
that quick! 60 Autumns have passed;
and, I am blessed, with zero regrets
That is the power
of forgiving yourself for mistakes—
letting go of what you cannot have
II.
I may pass-over tomorrow;
but, I will leave experienced
having known children—
and children's children
upon these ever-aging knees
I have accomplished great things
through protest and advocacy;
a medical clinic will outlive me—
saving lives along the way;
as will the dental, decades
beyond death; skeletal smiles
testaments to healthy teeth
historic landmarks will remain—
their iconic presence solidifying skylines:
the great Loray and Chronicle cotton mills
now family townhomes
and festive event halls
Yet, all of those are just doings
III.
My greatest achievement
and legacy is relinquishing control;
overcoming insecurity—
that fear of being Loved
wholly for yourself—
due to feelings of unworthiness
dominating reason
We all know Loving is easy—
giving to others natural
innate as breathing
But, receiving—opening up—
trusting another with our truth
is difficult to master
because it takes trust in our self
We don’t see it that way
because we’re looking out
toward that person we want
amid circumstance we face
There is nothing I can say
that will magically transform
your heart from a defensive rampart—
you can only lower the drawbridge
through personal experience
I can, however, sow a seed. . .
IV.
Tell yourself, every day
you trust what you feel in your gut—
balance that with thought;
not the reverse
feeling always comes first—
protect your spirit
from your mind
Know you will survive
when ( not if ) your heart breaks—
learn the language of pain
it will teach you of red flags:
warning, danger, are we having fun
repeating our patterns yet. . .
Try again; and, again—
try so much you become numb
until you barely remember
red except for lipstick you don;
or, matching nail polish;
until you are moving forward
regardless of the pain
until you’re not choking on rejection;
but, rejecting instead—
regardless who your truth may hurt
You have an obligation to Love—
to be honest above all else
that you are liberated from fear;
air your secrets—forgive missteps
trust yourself to survive the worst
Because you will. . .I know
I finally turned 60 this morning;
and, there is no greater reason to live
than Loving and being Loved in return
I wish this for everyone
~
I turned 60 this morning—finally
3:33 AM—because I couldn’t wait
until sunrise to be born
nor calm weather—
but a storm of magnitude
beating hospital windows;
and noisy generators
restoring power to wards
I was naturally a second child
forced into first position
by the death of a sister
I never had a hometown
nor friends from birth—
we relocated constantly
I've done the marriage thing
followed by divorce, amicably—
continued on my own solitarily
Now, in the time a leaf hits the ground—
that quick! 60 Autumns have passed;
and, I am blessed, with zero regrets
That is the power
of forgiving yourself for mistakes—
letting go of what you cannot have
II.
I may pass-over tomorrow;
but, I will leave experienced
having known children—
and children's children
upon these ever-aging knees
I have accomplished great things
through protest and advocacy;
a medical clinic will outlive me—
saving lives along the way;
as will the dental, decades
beyond death; skeletal smiles
testaments to healthy teeth
historic landmarks will remain—
their iconic presence solidifying skylines:
the great Loray and Chronicle cotton mills
now family townhomes
and festive event halls
Yet, all of those are just doings
III.
My greatest achievement
and legacy is relinquishing control;
overcoming insecurity—
that fear of being Loved
wholly for yourself—
due to feelings of unworthiness
dominating reason
We all know Loving is easy—
giving to others natural
innate as breathing
But, receiving—opening up—
trusting another with our truth
is difficult to master
because it takes trust in our self
We don’t see it that way
because we’re looking out
toward that person we want
amid circumstance we face
There is nothing I can say
that will magically transform
your heart from a defensive rampart—
you can only lower the drawbridge
through personal experience
I can, however, sow a seed. . .
IV.
Tell yourself, every day
you trust what you feel in your gut—
balance that with thought;
not the reverse
feeling always comes first—
protect your spirit
from your mind
Know you will survive
when ( not if ) your heart breaks—
learn the language of pain
it will teach you of red flags:
warning, danger, are we having fun
repeating our patterns yet. . .
Try again; and, again—
try so much you become numb
until you barely remember
red except for lipstick you don;
or, matching nail polish;
until you are moving forward
regardless of the pain
until you’re not choking on rejection;
but, rejecting instead—
regardless who your truth may hurt
You have an obligation to Love—
to be honest above all else
that you are liberated from fear;
air your secrets—forgive missteps
trust yourself to survive the worst
Because you will. . .I know
I finally turned 60 this morning;
and, there is no greater reason to live
than Loving and being Loved in return
I wish this for everyone
~
Written by Ahavati
(Tams)
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Forum Posts: 5134
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 9th Nov 2015 Forum Posts: 5134
Dark Love, Sleepless Night
( a double Sonnet )
I stand before this soul of mourning stars
That drift within the bound’ries of my heart.
To ever show the light my open scars,
And keep desire stilled when we’re apart.
To separate the nature of my pain
While even in a crowd I am alone.
Forbidden tears ignite and fall as rain,
But never will they see a love that’s flown.
Determined, the inclusion of my truth,
The heaven-sent of you is ever near.
And driven by the beauty of our youth,
A reckless, hopeful, carefree, happy year!
I only hope for love, I won’t pretend.
To have it for a day, to never end.
It was the moon that overflowed with milk,
And kept the atrium of night awake.
While pouring out my grief in shades of silk,
You looked on mockingly then turned away.
A chrysalis, I bled with every sting,
A deity, the dignity you bore.
And yet, from pillars of each broken wing,
I heard you weep across a barren shore.
A morning rise of oranges from a tree,
The moon becomes an apple as it sets.
Below, among the shells of sand’s debris,
The stillborn tides of day will soon forget.
When love is dark it blends in with the night,
So when love cannot sleep the moon is bright.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 11th July 2012Forum Posts: 1870
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BEL CANTO
Life’s breath
from deep inside
upward it climbs
by diaphragm propelled
‘cross thrumming chords
tune formulates
dynamics modulate
Melodious missile
through troubadour lips explodes
notes off walls ricochet
penetrating hearts
bombarding souls with rhythm
Aural possession
causing smiles to grow
toes to tap, fingers to snap
crystal tears to flow
happy hands to clap
Storytelling vibrations
propagate messages
of peace, love, pain
sensuality, rebellion
To bind wounds
be continually resurrected
from the misery
the tedious doldrums
of this terrestrial existence
for all this do I sing
from deep inside
upward it climbs
by diaphragm propelled
‘cross thrumming chords
tune formulates
dynamics modulate
Melodious missile
through troubadour lips explodes
notes off walls ricochet
penetrating hearts
bombarding souls with rhythm
Aural possession
causing smiles to grow
toes to tap, fingers to snap
crystal tears to flow
happy hands to clap
Storytelling vibrations
propagate messages
of peace, love, pain
sensuality, rebellion
To bind wounds
be continually resurrected
from the misery
the tedious doldrums
of this terrestrial existence
for all this do I sing
Written by Gahddess_Worship
(Osomajestuoso)
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Poems4me
Joined 22nd July 2020
Forum Posts: 69
Thought Provoker
Forum Posts: 69
Good Men Still Exist
Greatness in the form of a spiritual being
Outstanding conversation and wonderful company
Opens doors all the time
Dedicated to love and family
Making time for his lady
Exerting confidence and dominance
Never listening to nonsense
Staying focused on his dreams
Thankful for everything that comes his way
Illuminating positive vibes
Leader of the family
Lovable at all times
Extremely protective of who he loves
Xenodochial
Independent in every way
Stable enough to make sure all the bills can be paid
Thorough about all decisions made
Written by Poems4me
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