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Poetry competition CLOSED 6th January 2018 5:37pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
anonymouslyhere
and RebelePhoenix
... seeped in my marrow and flesh
Poetry Contest Description
Poems on the one that broke you, still owns you ...
No novellas ... old or new writes, but the piece can't have won a prior competition ...
I'll be reading these with a bottle of Jacks, 420, and Adelle ... so make me bleed
I'll be reading these with a bottle of Jacks, 420, and Adelle ... so make me bleed
....seeped in my marrow and flesh
Can't help thinking about
those days
When you seeped in
my marrow
Those lovely hurts even in
my flesh:
You innocently arrived with
lovely trends
feeding me with ease and
Elating junks
But like a wind you
Blew strange
As if drunk in pride
and Guts
Breaking off the wall your
love built.
Barging into my heart
and soul
stealing away love,care
and joy
Even all that could make
me hope.
You made me seem as
A fool
You took my love as
A food
You consumed all without
my consent
And sent my soul wandering
in jungles.
My heart can no
longer contain
The lust poured furiously
into it:
By those brutal eyes
and words
That pierced my soul
like sword
And made it like an
ocean bleed
The ocean is flowing
even still
Needs the cause to
mend it
I'm torn by you:
your acts.
Yet,i'll be sown by you:
true love.
17:23:12:22:58
Can't help thinking about
those days
When you seeped in
my marrow
Those lovely hurts even in
my flesh:
You innocently arrived with
lovely trends
feeding me with ease and
Elating junks
But like a wind you
Blew strange
As if drunk in pride
and Guts
Breaking off the wall your
love built.
Barging into my heart
and soul
stealing away love,care
and joy
Even all that could make
me hope.
You made me seem as
A fool
You took my love as
A food
You consumed all without
my consent
And sent my soul wandering
in jungles.
My heart can no
longer contain
The lust poured furiously
into it:
By those brutal eyes
and words
That pierced my soul
like sword
And made it like an
ocean bleed
The ocean is flowing
even still
Needs the cause to
mend it
I'm torn by you:
your acts.
Yet,i'll be sown by you:
true love.
17:23:12:22:58
Anonymous
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SHE FORGOT
She forgot who I was
She didn’t know me anymore
Looking puzzled she shook her head
Before slowly closing the door
I wasn’t gone that long
And I was her lover and good friend
Had I been unfaithful or abusive
Would’ve she have remembered me then?
As my eye’s swell with tears
I walk away into the cold night
When suddenly I ask myself
“Did I get the address right?”
SHE FORGOT
She forgot who I was
She didn’t know me anymore
Looking puzzled she shook her head
Before slowly closing the door
I wasn’t gone that long
And I was her lover and good friend
Had I been unfaithful or abusive
Would’ve she have remembered me then?
As my eye’s swell with tears
I walk away into the cold night
When suddenly I ask myself
“Did I get the address right?”
Seething
Spread me open,
And rip out my lungs.
Kiss my lips until they bleed,
Tell me you love me even if you don't.
You asked me for pictures,
But they weren't of my face.
And that's when I knew,
I was going to break.
My body is seething,
I want you to love me,
But I know you can't,
Because you have to keep your own heart safe.
Rip me apart,
Break me open and stab my heart.
It's yours anyways.
Spread me open and rip my soul apart.
My mind is seething,
Because for once in all of my life,
You aren't there.
Break me open,
Kiss my lips until they bleed,
Spread me apart,
And take what's left of my poor fucking heart.
I fucking hate you,
But I also love you.
And it hurts to be apart.
Spread me open,
Break my heart.
Make my body seethe.
Even if it kills me.
Spread me open,
And rip out my lungs.
Kiss my lips until they bleed,
Tell me you love me even if you don't.
You asked me for pictures,
But they weren't of my face.
And that's when I knew,
I was going to break.
My body is seething,
I want you to love me,
But I know you can't,
Because you have to keep your own heart safe.
Rip me apart,
Break me open and stab my heart.
It's yours anyways.
Spread me open and rip my soul apart.
My mind is seething,
Because for once in all of my life,
You aren't there.
Break me open,
Kiss my lips until they bleed,
Spread me apart,
And take what's left of my poor fucking heart.
I fucking hate you,
But I also love you.
And it hurts to be apart.
Spread me open,
Break my heart.
Make my body seethe.
Even if it kills me.
My xmas wish
Dear Santa give me my enemies so I can destroy.
I have not been good, but not such a bad boy.
Dear lord put my foes under my feet.
So I can annihilate quick and discreet.
Allah if you can hear my pain Muslim or not.
Bring them to me swiftly so they will rot.
Jesus I beg you for the one chance on this Christmas day.
That you make me not search on my prey.
I worked hard give me what I ask.
So I can perform my devious task.
To you oh merciful Buddha on this season of joy.
Deliver to me what I begged the others so I won’t be annoyed.
Merry Christmas to all of you, who I don’t hate.
If you can’t relate that is fucking great.
Happy new year too
Deathtimy dec 24 2017
Dear Santa give me my enemies so I can destroy.
I have not been good, but not such a bad boy.
Dear lord put my foes under my feet.
So I can annihilate quick and discreet.
Allah if you can hear my pain Muslim or not.
Bring them to me swiftly so they will rot.
Jesus I beg you for the one chance on this Christmas day.
That you make me not search on my prey.
I worked hard give me what I ask.
So I can perform my devious task.
To you oh merciful Buddha on this season of joy.
Deliver to me what I begged the others so I won’t be annoyed.
Merry Christmas to all of you, who I don’t hate.
If you can’t relate that is fucking great.
Happy new year too
Deathtimy dec 24 2017
Anonymous
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סוף העולם שמאלה
iii.
i cocooned your amorphous heart in
the scardust & tourniquets spun twixt my ribs;
felt it twist there
like a blind hatching snuffling against my breast,
seeking empty nourishment from
the milkweed & vanilla scent masking the pheromones
of my wanton destruction
ii.
yesterday lies beneath mythique crescents,
peeled from viscid memoria,
an unwanted keepsake to be pressed
& stowed in the folds of my tissue.
today i steeped the bittersweet in brackish tears,
allowed regret to suffuse
before savouring hindsight as tho my thirst for heartache
could not be quenched
i.
the nights thru which i obsessively rendered your face
in the smear of my infertility
linger like mercy stains
christening the lips of absolution.
you were baptised at the font from which everything
that is broken in me stems
iii.
i cocooned your amorphous heart in
the scardust & tourniquets spun twixt my ribs;
felt it twist there
like a blind hatching snuffling against my breast,
seeking empty nourishment from
the milkweed & vanilla scent masking the pheromones
of my wanton destruction
ii.
yesterday lies beneath mythique crescents,
peeled from viscid memoria,
an unwanted keepsake to be pressed
& stowed in the folds of my tissue.
today i steeped the bittersweet in brackish tears,
allowed regret to suffuse
before savouring hindsight as tho my thirst for heartache
could not be quenched
i.
the nights thru which i obsessively rendered your face
in the smear of my infertility
linger like mercy stains
christening the lips of absolution.
you were baptised at the font from which everything
that is broken in me stems
Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
My Rock
The voice I heard, not my own
Plunging into madness
Never am I to be the same
Pained and completely restless
Is there a reason to be alive
As scars continue to bleed
Manic mind and tortured soul
Drinking wretched mead
I cried again for help once more
As expected, I was alone
Imagine how dead I felt
To find my rock was just a stone
Plunging into madness
Never am I to be the same
Pained and completely restless
Is there a reason to be alive
As scars continue to bleed
Manic mind and tortured soul
Drinking wretched mead
I cried again for help once more
As expected, I was alone
Imagine how dead I felt
To find my rock was just a stone
Written by mel44
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needy (raw 2 a.m. thoughts)
if you're not feeling hot,
then you don't wanna hear me talk
another string cut loose
and i'm about a finger snap away from breaking
i don't know why i feel like crying--heart's shaking
lie through your teeth, whisper all those fantasy things
so i can distance myself from reality a bit more
when will i ascend to whore
status?--guess it's my god given right
spread my legs--it's half past midnight
didn't even ask about my day this time
but i'm so fucking cold, lonely, bitter and dazed
that i'll live off your empty praise
i can't save you, can't fit into you
you're nothing but a dream blurred into the back of my mind
so let's talk about fucking in a haze, get less sad for a minute
till i'm not as big of a cynic, till i drop the gimmick.
you're oblivious, i care a little too much but never dare let it show
keep my chest closed up and i'm crying
my world is falling apart
you were supposed to be my shoulders
but i guess i never fed you the right lines
and everybody's sick and i'm tired
my brain's so built up, i think i'm trapped in there
excuse the whining but i'm still crying
because i hate you for the moment
and i'll regret this tomorrow.
then you don't wanna hear me talk
another string cut loose
and i'm about a finger snap away from breaking
i don't know why i feel like crying--heart's shaking
lie through your teeth, whisper all those fantasy things
so i can distance myself from reality a bit more
when will i ascend to whore
status?--guess it's my god given right
spread my legs--it's half past midnight
didn't even ask about my day this time
but i'm so fucking cold, lonely, bitter and dazed
that i'll live off your empty praise
i can't save you, can't fit into you
you're nothing but a dream blurred into the back of my mind
so let's talk about fucking in a haze, get less sad for a minute
till i'm not as big of a cynic, till i drop the gimmick.
you're oblivious, i care a little too much but never dare let it show
keep my chest closed up and i'm crying
my world is falling apart
you were supposed to be my shoulders
but i guess i never fed you the right lines
and everybody's sick and i'm tired
my brain's so built up, i think i'm trapped in there
excuse the whining but i'm still crying
because i hate you for the moment
and i'll regret this tomorrow.
Written by cherrycoke
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Anonymous
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A Slave to his Mistress
I have surrendered to you absolutely,
Given myself complete and whole,
I have given you my mind and body,
But then you also took my soul.
You have broken the essence of my being,
To shards and pieces spread about the dust,
Then molded me into a creation,
Solely for your pleasure and for your lust.
You have taken everything out of me,
You plucked my logic again and again,
That when I crave for desecration,
I welcome the punishment.
You break and make my spirit,
When the void you fill is just as much,
As when the words fail me you flail me,
That my flesh welcomes your touch.
This goes beyond all worship and adoration,
When your commands are the breaths I need,
And I know I’m not worthy of this servitude,
When you drink the tears I bleed.
I have surrendered to you absolutely,
Given myself complete and whole,
I have given you my mind and body,
But then you also took my soul.
You have broken the essence of my being,
To shards and pieces spread about the dust,
Then molded me into a creation,
Solely for your pleasure and for your lust.
You have taken everything out of me,
You plucked my logic again and again,
That when I crave for desecration,
I welcome the punishment.
You break and make my spirit,
When the void you fill is just as much,
As when the words fail me you flail me,
That my flesh welcomes your touch.
This goes beyond all worship and adoration,
When your commands are the breaths I need,
And I know I’m not worthy of this servitude,
When you drink the tears I bleed.
Temple of One
He kept me
Confined in dark spaces
Where tears enough to float
Held hostage my usual mien
Ransoming a libertines fortune for free will
His finger would linger
On the tremble that clung to my bottom lip
Slowly tracing the remains of my fading smile
Where urgency hissed out through my pleading whisper
Begging desperations fast pardon
While he passed counterfeit kiss
To soften the fall of broken promise
Unoticed as i Stroked both ego and erection with similar intent
My body siezed in desires grip
Would arch wildly grinding against his wicked entry
His lingam lead spent uncommon rhythms into my pulse
And my pussyche praised his rigid shaft
Chanting praise in squeeze and release
Milking him rid of any notion he was no God
He would fall in sweaty heap onto my naked flesh
Casting demons into me with heavy breath
My mind became a congregation in mock worship
A false God moved me
I had become a heratic and cried out in blasphenous moan
Oh my God....Fuck me!
I had entered the church of him
But did not find sanctuary
He kept me
Confined in dark spaces
Where tears enough to float
Held hostage my usual mien
Ransoming a libertines fortune for free will
His finger would linger
On the tremble that clung to my bottom lip
Slowly tracing the remains of my fading smile
Where urgency hissed out through my pleading whisper
Begging desperations fast pardon
While he passed counterfeit kiss
To soften the fall of broken promise
Unoticed as i Stroked both ego and erection with similar intent
My body siezed in desires grip
Would arch wildly grinding against his wicked entry
His lingam lead spent uncommon rhythms into my pulse
And my pussyche praised his rigid shaft
Chanting praise in squeeze and release
Milking him rid of any notion he was no God
He would fall in sweaty heap onto my naked flesh
Casting demons into me with heavy breath
My mind became a congregation in mock worship
A false God moved me
I had become a heratic and cried out in blasphenous moan
Oh my God....Fuck me!
I had entered the church of him
But did not find sanctuary
