Poetry competition CLOSED 18th February 2025 4:55pm
A public vote has been requested
love vs. lies
Aw this is gonna be an unbelievably tight comp. f
for me to pick winner(s) .. when such great poetics flow the flow.. each one shines a star a sun a supersun .. & more.. in depths & touch.
thanks to you Johnny Silver, James knight, dimpy Lepz, Grace..
only one thing may I add- @Silvia Rosario- could you shorten the length of entry & use prompt words - as per comp. rules pls.
Let this evenmore flow in infinite diggings.. from your all soulful pen du’zz .. write on ✍️♥️🙏👍
for me to pick winner(s) .. when such great poetics flow the flow.. each one shines a star a sun a supersun .. & more.. in depths & touch.
thanks to you Johnny Silver, James knight, dimpy Lepz, Grace..
only one thing may I add- @Silvia Rosario- could you shorten the length of entry & use prompt words - as per comp. rules pls.
Let this evenmore flow in infinite diggings.. from your all soulful pen du’zz .. write on ✍️♥️🙏👍
A typical Sunday morning
As I looked into her blackhole,
I knew she needed to use the porcelain thrown
As I waited, I began working on my origami birds
20 minutes later, I heard a swishing, whirlpool like sound coming from the bathroom
She was like, "I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs"!
"Ok, Let's eat!"
I knew she needed to use the porcelain thrown
As I waited, I began working on my origami birds
20 minutes later, I heard a swishing, whirlpool like sound coming from the bathroom
She was like, "I'm cuckoo for cocoa puffs"!
"Ok, Let's eat!"
Written by Vision_of_insanity
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Of Star and Shadow
Your eyes are the only lights,
but in lieu of a kiss,
of a renewing smooch,
I find only the shadow
of you being here,
only the infinite blackhole
left by your paramount star.
but in lieu of a kiss,
of a renewing smooch,
I find only the shadow
of you being here,
only the infinite blackhole
left by your paramount star.
Written by olliec
(Oliver Cocks)
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Time: Love’s Lie
Time
traces imperceptible lines
porcelain ducks
frozen in glacial melt
devours everything
silently stealthily
advancing or circling
origami swans whirlpooling in air
Is it love or a lie
dawdling here in the blackhole
of time tick-tocking away
at least that is what the cuckoo
clock would have us believe.
R.
traces imperceptible lines
porcelain ducks
frozen in glacial melt
devours everything
silently stealthily
advancing or circling
origami swans whirlpooling in air
Is it love or a lie
dawdling here in the blackhole
of time tick-tocking away
at least that is what the cuckoo
clock would have us believe.
R.
Written by Rachelleundrgrd
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Grateful Steps
Love once knocked upon my door,
Soft and sweet, I craved no more.
Dreams were spun in golden thread,
Promises whispered, hopes widespread.
One taught love—a gentle flame,
A warmth that never stayed the same.
One taught loss—a sudden chill,
A silence echoing, deep and still.
One taught patience, one taught pain,
Each a lesson, not in vain.
Through the sorrow, through the ache,
I found strength I feared would break.
Tears that fell like summer rain,
Watered roots that would remain.
From the ashes, new blooms grew,
A heart once shattered, born anew.
No anger lingers, no regret,
Only love and lessons met.
Each farewell, a guiding light,
Leading me to clearer sight.
Now I walk a path untold,
No need for hands I used to hold.
With love for self, I stand, reflect—
Thank you all, but now—what’s next?
Written by the_msrobertson
(e.obsessions)
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LOVE VS. LIE
Love – so fragile and yet so strong
Limitless ways expressed in poetry or song,
To describe such a word as powerful as love.
Words fall short – even in heaven above
To remotely begin to condense the intensity
Of an emotion with such profound density.
Descriptions fold into adjacent-angles of geometry
As one who paper-folds to create origami
A swirling whirlpool of descriptive adjectives
In agreement and subjective additives
Cannot ever describe the strongest element
As fragile as porcelain and as sheer relevant
As the keen-eye of a cuckoo bird
Unlimited artists and lovers at a loss for words
To describe the essence of “love” – it’s absurd
Yet, all fall short and at a loss
As their minds boggle and toss
Back and forth – to and fro .
Is such a search necessary or should we just let go
Just saying, “I love you” and set it free
With our mere actions for proof…and let it be…?
So strong, so brave, so tall, so elegant
So fragile, so sensitive, so kind, so relevant
So tender, so gentle and so humble
Love’s only blackhole stumble
Is In the presence of a single lie….
Because love is and must remain 100% true reality….
A single lie would prove love's fatality….
Limitless ways expressed in poetry or song,
To describe such a word as powerful as love.
Words fall short – even in heaven above
To remotely begin to condense the intensity
Of an emotion with such profound density.
Descriptions fold into adjacent-angles of geometry
As one who paper-folds to create origami
A swirling whirlpool of descriptive adjectives
In agreement and subjective additives
Cannot ever describe the strongest element
As fragile as porcelain and as sheer relevant
As the keen-eye of a cuckoo bird
Unlimited artists and lovers at a loss for words
To describe the essence of “love” – it’s absurd
Yet, all fall short and at a loss
As their minds boggle and toss
Back and forth – to and fro .
Is such a search necessary or should we just let go
Just saying, “I love you” and set it free
With our mere actions for proof…and let it be…?
So strong, so brave, so tall, so elegant
So fragile, so sensitive, so kind, so relevant
So tender, so gentle and so humble
Love’s only blackhole stumble
Is In the presence of a single lie….
Because love is and must remain 100% true reality….
A single lie would prove love's fatality….
Written by Cyndi_Moone
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hanging cranes
You fold me into origami
glaze me over, heat me up
call me porcelain art
hang me from the ceiling
and watch me spin
in this whirlpool of love
Your heart is a blackhole
and I mistook you
for something beautiful
when you were just a cuckoo
masquerading
as something wholesome
glaze me over, heat me up
call me porcelain art
hang me from the ceiling
and watch me spin
in this whirlpool of love
Your heart is a blackhole
and I mistook you
for something beautiful
when you were just a cuckoo
masquerading
as something wholesome
Written by Indie
(Miss Indie)
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Cosmic Tide
Like a tsunami, an origami of emotions
tears through my chest.
Crest crashing down on my heart,
creating a black hole.
Scrolling through porcelain dreams,
just to flail in collapsed nightmares.
Staring into the abyss
with cuckoo eyes.
Crying as I drown in the whirlpool,
unable to escape your betrayal.
tears through my chest.
Crest crashing down on my heart,
creating a black hole.
Scrolling through porcelain dreams,
just to flail in collapsed nightmares.
Staring into the abyss
with cuckoo eyes.
Crying as I drown in the whirlpool,
unable to escape your betrayal.
Written by Ljdynamic
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so far so.. not jus goood ,… but it sooooo great emotional touching entries in here .. in shades of dark or light .. all of the lies vs love… this blackly wicked manmade world thrives so bloody parasitic
.. or on the other heavenly side, a paradise of truthful love in an unwaveringly non-flirtatious eternity shines ever ..
& yes there had been the intermediate shades of greys.. of pain of loss of a bittersweet mix .. perfectly pitched too by you all .
Keep them all coming such in your fantab art ..
Remember.. two entries allowed per poet .. write on:)
Let’s see how Love wins over Lies xxxx❤️❤️✍️✍️
.. or on the other heavenly side, a paradise of truthful love in an unwaveringly non-flirtatious eternity shines ever ..
& yes there had been the intermediate shades of greys.. of pain of loss of a bittersweet mix .. perfectly pitched too by you all .
Keep them all coming such in your fantab art ..
Remember.. two entries allowed per poet .. write on:)
Let’s see how Love wins over Lies xxxx❤️❤️✍️✍️
cuckoo attempts at love
Women change their looks
Porcelain skin to bronze
Their faces an origami
Men change their stories
Blackhole they fall into
Wonder why it fails
Lies can get you laid, not loved
Pull back the curtain
Before you commit
Let them see reality
Before you fall into the whirlpool
Porcelain skin to bronze
Their faces an origami
Men change their stories
Blackhole they fall into
Wonder why it fails
Lies can get you laid, not loved
Pull back the curtain
Before you commit
Let them see reality
Before you fall into the whirlpool
Written by TimWombles
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How Many Times
That bastard sun shines down
Upon my porcelain heart
Ready to break
At any instant
A blackhole once loved
Leaves me defiant
Sinking in this whirlpool
Left deaf by the cuckoo
Always roaring
With that inner voice
The tragedy called life
Leaves a simple choice
Written by moon_bather
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It's 3am
It’s 3am
I’m watching video shorts
that make me think of you
of us
They fill my head with poetry
No, you fill my head with poetry
and my heart is pounding
bursting with something
I thought only existed
in the whirlpool
of a clever poet’s muse
I’m watching video shorts
that make me think of you
of us
They fill my head with poetry
No, you fill my head with poetry
and my heart is pounding
bursting with something
I thought only existed
in the whirlpool
of a clever poet’s muse
Written by BaldyBrown
(Sordid and Sacred)
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