Poetry competition CLOSED 7th February 2022 1:24pm
WINNER
petitelolita
petitelolita
RUNNER-UP:
wallyroo92
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Creative Genius 2
Past Midnight Penance
If his lips were fire,
My dainty skin would get charred,
Delicious torture.
My dainty skin would get charred,
Delicious torture.
Written by petitelolita
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So pretty
My rose has thorns
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been through
Just think for a moment!
What would I do without you?
You left anyway
So I guess they were right
Roses never last
and mine used to be white
But the pretty petals are worth the blood
Such beauty is worth a little pain
Pricking every time you touch
And after a while you don't feel it
All you see is gorgeous red
Numb but able to hold it
Holding it till it's dead
So forever I guess
It won't die in my hands
Why would you die
if you had the chance
to be held and to be seen?
Their own blood on your skin
You can't leave me now
No, not after everything
I have sacrificed
After all we've been through
Just think for a moment!
What would I do without you?
You left anyway
So I guess they were right
Roses never last
and mine used to be white
Written by Dragonnora
(Nora)
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The Devil
The Devil was taking over.
So much pain
Due to my own stupidity.
I wanted to kill.
A gun? A knife?
I chose a pen
And drove the Devil
Away...partly.
So much pain
Due to my own stupidity.
I wanted to kill.
A gun? A knife?
I chose a pen
And drove the Devil
Away...partly.
Written by robert43041
(Viking)
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"The Lab Experiment"
Both the lab rat and the scientist,
I'm an experiment of my own,
Trying to find a way, to traverse this maze,
Forever lost in the unknown,
Another mind-altering substance,
Yet another file placed in a drawer,
Fascinated by my own behavior,
And the intentions at its core,
What primal instinct will surface?
In what given situation?
Among a collective so chaotic,
I've found endless information,
They say I can't play games with my sanity...
And yet I feel I'm in control,
And if that should be, a fallacy,
I hope I'm lost before they know.
-TS
I'm an experiment of my own,
Trying to find a way, to traverse this maze,
Forever lost in the unknown,
Another mind-altering substance,
Yet another file placed in a drawer,
Fascinated by my own behavior,
And the intentions at its core,
What primal instinct will surface?
In what given situation?
Among a collective so chaotic,
I've found endless information,
They say I can't play games with my sanity...
And yet I feel I'm in control,
And if that should be, a fallacy,
I hope I'm lost before they know.
-TS
Written by Poetrys-Not-Dead
(Trent Sizemore)
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"Around For Me"
To the one who plays a role,
Dearest to my imperfect soul,
Your mystical energy,
Will always make me feel at home,
And if you're there again,
When those darker times set in,
Know your company, will be comforting,
As it's always been.
For you have been a help to me,
So effortlessly,
When my thoughts felt so overwhelming,
That I couldn't even breathe,
But your smile will clear my hindered sight,
Much like midnight candlelight,
On one of those raw and cloudy nights,
Where every planet's held out of line,
Your words still hold security, tranquility, and alchemy,
And at the least, I feel at peace,
Seeing that you're still around for me.
-TS
Dearest to my imperfect soul,
Your mystical energy,
Will always make me feel at home,
And if you're there again,
When those darker times set in,
Know your company, will be comforting,
As it's always been.
For you have been a help to me,
So effortlessly,
When my thoughts felt so overwhelming,
That I couldn't even breathe,
But your smile will clear my hindered sight,
Much like midnight candlelight,
On one of those raw and cloudy nights,
Where every planet's held out of line,
Your words still hold security, tranquility, and alchemy,
And at the least, I feel at peace,
Seeing that you're still around for me.
-TS
Written by Poetrys-Not-Dead
(Trent Sizemore)
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Tommy Cobain
It's hard to explain.
What's wrong with my brain?
Even my loved ones have called me insane.
I feel like I'm numb, I'm seeking some pain.
I just bought a gun, I'm Tommy Cobain.
I'm already dead, I'm dying again.
Admire the beauty — my lifeless remains.
I'm going to hell, but I cannot complain.
'Cause hell may be hot, but at least there's no rain.
I'm cutting my losses, I'm dying in vain.
Awaited some changes, but all was the same.
I'm broke in the heart, and it's looking for change.
I envy the joy that I cannot attain.
What's wrong with my brain?
Even my loved ones have called me insane.
I feel like I'm numb, I'm seeking some pain.
I just bought a gun, I'm Tommy Cobain.
I'm already dead, I'm dying again.
Admire the beauty — my lifeless remains.
I'm going to hell, but I cannot complain.
'Cause hell may be hot, but at least there's no rain.
I'm cutting my losses, I'm dying in vain.
Awaited some changes, but all was the same.
I'm broke in the heart, and it's looking for change.
I envy the joy that I cannot attain.
Written by tomgoonery
(Tommy.)
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I gAve you mY sOul !!
What is that that I'm feeling right now
Is it pain of my ego being hurt?
My mind wants you out of it but how
Which words did you fake and which were meant?
My inside is as blackish as my night
My motives were brutally disarmed
And I dwell in a violent lovebite
from my love and my hope for ever banned
How can I allow this in my life?
Being tortured from myself and call it fate
Where is my eternal spark of light
Is there anything in this plane that isn't fake?
I will die and my rebirth is this arrow
I will keep it on my skin like a souvenir
it has poisoned my blood within a narrow
that goes straight from the heart to the atmosphere
While polluting the fucking air with nuclear waste
of emotions and charged feelings drained to death
All I see is a button saying 'erase'
as I struggle to restrain my fucking breathe
3,14
Is it pain of my ego being hurt?
My mind wants you out of it but how
Which words did you fake and which were meant?
My inside is as blackish as my night
My motives were brutally disarmed
And I dwell in a violent lovebite
from my love and my hope for ever banned
How can I allow this in my life?
Being tortured from myself and call it fate
Where is my eternal spark of light
Is there anything in this plane that isn't fake?
I will die and my rebirth is this arrow
I will keep it on my skin like a souvenir
it has poisoned my blood within a narrow
that goes straight from the heart to the atmosphere
While polluting the fucking air with nuclear waste
of emotions and charged feelings drained to death
All I see is a button saying 'erase'
as I struggle to restrain my fucking breathe
3,14
Written by personanongrata
(Astral Gift)
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A Million Quills
When my heart broke I felt a deep seeded need to bleed
So my veins supplied the ink to write a verse
Through a million quills I dropped notions onto the page
With all the rage my soul could roar saying, this hurts
But it wasn’t enough, I wanted to dye and delve even further
Deeper into the colors of emotion and the far unknown
To paint the pain with texts and flames to somehow explain
Why I was torn at the core when I could feel it in my bones
So I travelled through what must’ve been a thousand years
Explored worlds and realms that would show me how to grow
I swam in rivers and streams of a new subconciousness
That eventually would teach me how to open up and flow
And my blood spilled a flood of words that broke me, damned
Poems poured and penned without the intention to send
Composed to a host of ghosts that haunted me in dreams
Revealing that my ache will become a memory like an old friend
Written by wallyroo92
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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:
TIG, AspergerPoet56, ReggiePoet, lepperochan, rubyredheart, Honoria, Phantom2426, MadameLavender, PoetsRevenge, Marks, nutbuster, da_poetic-edifier, Northern_Soul, Tallen, Valeriyabeyond, LunaGreyhawk
Thank you to the following members for voting:
TIG, AspergerPoet56, ReggiePoet, lepperochan, rubyredheart, Honoria, Phantom2426, MadameLavender, PoetsRevenge, Marks, nutbuster, da_poetic-edifier, Northern_Soul, Tallen, Valeriyabeyond, LunaGreyhawk
