Poetry competition CLOSED 14th January 2018 4:58pm
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNERS-UP:
snugglebuck
and Ashfrodisiac
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Just tired
Poetry Contest Description
Write a poem about something you are simply tired of hearing or seeing.
Guy Talk
Conversations between men when they see women, always fail to have any alternate conclusion.
Maybe because we are afraid to be judged around fellow humans.
I'm not talking about the ability to see through them or even to perceive something deeper than their physical illusions.
However it's clear men are stuck on the movement. Her ass is fat or damn did you see the way those titties were moving.
I won't deny or tell you otherwise, but while you admire her luscious thighs I find it hard to part my gaze from her arresting eyes. Medusa leaving me frozen, forever to relive that moment in time.
For those lips I could die. Overcome with urge I find myself biting on mine. Her hair flowing as though she could fly, pushed back behind one ear complemented with the softest smile. But if you ask me, hell yeah those thighs were wild.
Now I'm not going to lie boobies are like movies, we can watch them for long periods of time. However how would people react if I happened to admire her collarbone or the shades and depth around her neck muscle lines.
Bet most of you wouldn't foam at the mouth. I can already see the hickies trailing down south. My hand print on her neck from sensual choking after fucking on the couch. Don't worry this time I also saw the boobs, carefully trying not to space out.
Ass, ass, ass from big to little as long as it shakes and jiggles. You can pass right by but don't feel belittled, they just want a glimpse of your back middle. However, I prefer toes to play with my fiddle.
Maybe it's just me but feet is the first part of a women I tend too peep.
Preferably under a size seven, soft soles and tiny toes that emulate heaven. Simply giving her a foot massage would become a double edged weapon. I'll probably ask for a job then let her do the guessing.
Honestly it's not like I want to know your secret fetish.
I just think "Damn Yo, you see her ass" every second is becoming a little pathetic.
Maybe because we are afraid to be judged around fellow humans.
I'm not talking about the ability to see through them or even to perceive something deeper than their physical illusions.
However it's clear men are stuck on the movement. Her ass is fat or damn did you see the way those titties were moving.
I won't deny or tell you otherwise, but while you admire her luscious thighs I find it hard to part my gaze from her arresting eyes. Medusa leaving me frozen, forever to relive that moment in time.
For those lips I could die. Overcome with urge I find myself biting on mine. Her hair flowing as though she could fly, pushed back behind one ear complemented with the softest smile. But if you ask me, hell yeah those thighs were wild.
Now I'm not going to lie boobies are like movies, we can watch them for long periods of time. However how would people react if I happened to admire her collarbone or the shades and depth around her neck muscle lines.
Bet most of you wouldn't foam at the mouth. I can already see the hickies trailing down south. My hand print on her neck from sensual choking after fucking on the couch. Don't worry this time I also saw the boobs, carefully trying not to space out.
Ass, ass, ass from big to little as long as it shakes and jiggles. You can pass right by but don't feel belittled, they just want a glimpse of your back middle. However, I prefer toes to play with my fiddle.
Maybe it's just me but feet is the first part of a women I tend too peep.
Preferably under a size seven, soft soles and tiny toes that emulate heaven. Simply giving her a foot massage would become a double edged weapon. I'll probably ask for a job then let her do the guessing.
Honestly it's not like I want to know your secret fetish.
I just think "Damn Yo, you see her ass" every second is becoming a little pathetic.
Written by OctoberArts
(October)
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Any length
One entry
Enjoy :)
One entry
Enjoy :)
Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/289382-if-you-go-down-to-the-woods-today-you/
If you go down to the woods today, you’ll probably find Harvey Weinstein
Every time I turn on
the fucking news lately
I hear the same three words:
Sexual harassment claim.
It’s everywhere-
right across the board
the House of Lords
even Hollywood
each one smothered
in strange old men
with salad-finger twigs
creepily peaking
from beneath their wigs
with the same forlorn
post-rapey look
pulling the same boat-race
as Clinton did in ‘98
when he bare-face lied
to the whole damn state
that “he did not
have
sexual relations
with that woman”
... it all sounds too
familiar.
Kevin Spacey
earlier in the week
(when the shit
hit the fan)
said he’d like to
“apologise
if it happened
but he didn’t
remember
touching
a much
younger man”
I mean, what kind of idiots
do you take us for?
How can you not remember
a fourteen year old boy
shivering on the floor?
that’s the equivalent
of a streaker
breaking a lock
and running through
your house
whilst windmilling his cock
from behind the curtain
and you writing in a journal
“Dear diary - I felt
a slight breeze today
.... but the source
is uncertain”
the point is
these people
make excuses
and they do this
because abuse
has become acceptable
in the eyes of those
who see no wrong
it has become a currency
amongst the wealthy
to become seedy and stealthy
as another way
of attaching
thumbscrews
to the silent
and now the tide is turning
and women (and men) are learning
that this behaviour is not acceptable
and being quiet
shouldn’t make you a receptacle
for any of this misdemeanour
it shouldn’t make you susceptible
to have to make yourself a spectacle
and whip up a media festival
just to be heard
but neither is it a bandwagon
for people to financially jump
to get a slice of the settlement lump
or make a big point to Donald Trump
about grabbing a woman by the cunt.
There are people that are hurting
that need the answers to their pain
and I only pray, they’re not
just throwing out any old name
in this culture of blame
that will never see ‘celebrity’
in the same light
ever, again.
If you go down to the woods today, you’ll probably find Harvey Weinstein
Every time I turn on
the fucking news lately
I hear the same three words:
Sexual harassment claim.
It’s everywhere-
right across the board
the House of Lords
even Hollywood
each one smothered
in strange old men
with salad-finger twigs
creepily peaking
from beneath their wigs
with the same forlorn
post-rapey look
pulling the same boat-race
as Clinton did in ‘98
when he bare-face lied
to the whole damn state
that “he did not
have
sexual relations
with that woman”
... it all sounds too
familiar.
Kevin Spacey
earlier in the week
(when the shit
hit the fan)
said he’d like to
“apologise
if it happened
but he didn’t
remember
touching
a much
younger man”
I mean, what kind of idiots
do you take us for?
How can you not remember
a fourteen year old boy
shivering on the floor?
that’s the equivalent
of a streaker
breaking a lock
and running through
your house
whilst windmilling his cock
from behind the curtain
and you writing in a journal
“Dear diary - I felt
a slight breeze today
.... but the source
is uncertain”
the point is
these people
make excuses
and they do this
because abuse
has become acceptable
in the eyes of those
who see no wrong
it has become a currency
amongst the wealthy
to become seedy and stealthy
as another way
of attaching
thumbscrews
to the silent
and now the tide is turning
and women (and men) are learning
that this behaviour is not acceptable
and being quiet
shouldn’t make you a receptacle
for any of this misdemeanour
it shouldn’t make you susceptible
to have to make yourself a spectacle
and whip up a media festival
just to be heard
but neither is it a bandwagon
for people to financially jump
to get a slice of the settlement lump
or make a big point to Donald Trump
about grabbing a woman by the cunt.
There are people that are hurting
that need the answers to their pain
and I only pray, they’re not
just throwing out any old name
in this culture of blame
that will never see ‘celebrity’
in the same light
ever, again.
What am I tired of hearing?
Everything.
I am tired of hearing the rich talk down on those even slightly below them
I am tired of hearing people drone on about whatever political opinion they want to force on the next generations to make them exact clones
I am tired of hearing cars and sirens go- on outside my window
I am tired of hearing life go on around me wile I just sit here when to me time stands perfectly still
for once I would like some quiet
nothing going on around me
and nothing going on up there in a head that no one seems o try to understand
why can't people just shut up?
Everything.
I am tired of hearing the rich talk down on those even slightly below them
I am tired of hearing people drone on about whatever political opinion they want to force on the next generations to make them exact clones
I am tired of hearing cars and sirens go- on outside my window
I am tired of hearing life go on around me wile I just sit here when to me time stands perfectly still
for once I would like some quiet
nothing going on around me
and nothing going on up there in a head that no one seems o try to understand
why can't people just shut up?
Anonymous
Related submission no longer exists.
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/296298-night-at-the-fairground/
I’m tired of people killing each other, tired of violence, of terror, of lives being ripped apart, for what? That is what I’m tired of.
I’m tired of people killing each other, tired of violence, of terror, of lives being ripped apart, for what? That is what I’m tired of.
LOCK HER UP!
Lock her up! Lock her up!
After nearly twenty years
Of hearing this mantra
Over and over, again and again
It’s time to give it up
Now don’t get me wrong
I’m no fan of Hillary
But after decades of investigations
By the FBI, and Congressional Committees
There has never been a shred of evidence
Worthy of presenting to a Grand Jury
Hillary is the most investigated person
In annals of American History
She has undergone such scrutiny
It’s surprising her enemies
Haven't asked for a court ordered colonoscopy
So instead of chanting, ‘Lock her up!’
It’s time for them to sit down
And shut the fuck up!
Lock her up! Lock her up!
After nearly twenty years
Of hearing this mantra
Over and over, again and again
It’s time to give it up
Now don’t get me wrong
I’m no fan of Hillary
But after decades of investigations
By the FBI, and Congressional Committees
There has never been a shred of evidence
Worthy of presenting to a Grand Jury
Hillary is the most investigated person
In annals of American History
She has undergone such scrutiny
It’s surprising her enemies
Haven't asked for a court ordered colonoscopy
So instead of chanting, ‘Lock her up!’
It’s time for them to sit down
And shut the fuck up!
The Disrespect of Women
Women of every race, religion, shapes and sizes
Getting mistreated everyday, not making the same
Amount of money that men are. We are no prizes
To anyone but ourselves. When we have no game
Or hustle, but we bust our asses off just to get food
On the table and make a name for ourselves. Catcalls
From the street when we just simply walk by. Nude
Bodies admired when we are a size zero, but falls
Short when we have any extra body fat. Being called
Bitches and whores when we show off too much skin.
Being threatened, beaten, blackmailed or being hauled
Away when all we said was no thank you. When we grin
We are too easy. When we are frowning we are told to
Loosen up and smile. When we are supposed to please
Men and never ask any questions of why? The queue
Of men allowed to abuse and rape us repeatedly. Sleaze
Balls staring at us and asking us for our numbers when
We said we are not interested or already have a man
At home. They think they can write all over us with pen
Like we are their property and thinking they think they can
Hit us all they want to because we are small fragile creatures.
They lecture us when we have sinned and are too much of
A temptation for men. They think they become preachers,
Luring us into traps. We are told we are not worthy of love
Or respect when we want to be alone and without anyone
Else. Those lies we are being fed will always be outrun.
Getting mistreated everyday, not making the same
Amount of money that men are. We are no prizes
To anyone but ourselves. When we have no game
Or hustle, but we bust our asses off just to get food
On the table and make a name for ourselves. Catcalls
From the street when we just simply walk by. Nude
Bodies admired when we are a size zero, but falls
Short when we have any extra body fat. Being called
Bitches and whores when we show off too much skin.
Being threatened, beaten, blackmailed or being hauled
Away when all we said was no thank you. When we grin
We are too easy. When we are frowning we are told to
Loosen up and smile. When we are supposed to please
Men and never ask any questions of why? The queue
Of men allowed to abuse and rape us repeatedly. Sleaze
Balls staring at us and asking us for our numbers when
We said we are not interested or already have a man
At home. They think they can write all over us with pen
Like we are their property and thinking they think they can
Hit us all they want to because we are small fragile creatures.
They lecture us when we have sinned and are too much of
A temptation for men. They think they become preachers,
Luring us into traps. We are told we are not worthy of love
Or respect when we want to be alone and without anyone
Else. Those lies we are being fed will always be outrun.
Written by eswaller
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Unity
Unity
The government and media are inciting riots trying in vain to tear the country right in two.
I’m both angry and sad, my face going from red to blue.
Family and friends are being pitted against each other in an attempted to control.
Divide and conquer until they own all of our souls.
Satan at is worst doing what he does best.
Open your eyes and realize ancient statues and an old flag are not the issue that needs to be addressed.
Our satanic government and media continue to drive a wrench between us all.
We must unite, march on D.C., fire every single one of them and create a new government in which to install.
The time is now to take back control of our country!
The time is now to take back all the power Satan has stolen from us!
The time is now to unite!
The time is now to unite!
The flag in question has been deemed as a symbol of racism, white power and hatred.
That is the fable the government and media has created.
It all started with a staged mass shooting and a picture of the “gunman” with a confederate flag in the background.
The white “gunman” slaughtered innocent blacks and soon the government had its new battleground.
White vs. black, it’s what they wanted.
Divide and conquer until they control us all and force us all to run the gauntlet.
The flag in question is not a symbol of racism, white power and hate.
Those are lies and government and media have planted as bait.
The flag contains thirteen stars.
One for each of the original united thirteen colonies.
The stars represented a united nation, a nation of peace,
a nation free from the tyrannical union and its brutal military police.
The stars are shown in the shape of an X,
An X that represented being crossed out of the once united union,
a union now divided and controlled by the satanic government of the north.
The south wanted a fresh start, a chance at a rebirth.
The north wouldn’t have it and flexed their might.
The north wouldn’t have it and abused their power.
The statues under attack are in honor of great men who lived great lives.
They remained loyal to their states as well as their wives.
Most of these men were not slave owners, racist or had hearts full of hatred.
These statues are in honor of men and should remain sacred.
Robert E. Lee is one of the most respected generals in our nation’s history.
Was he racist and full of hatred? Well the answer to that is no mystery.
The man never owned a slave a day in his life.
His heart was good and not full of hatred looking to cause a strife.
He was against slavery his entire life.
He was saddened that the country was being dived with a knife,
but he was against succession and wanted the union to remain intact.
He was heartbroken when the south succeed and the country cracked.
He would have fought for the union but decided to remain loyal to his home state of Virginia.
Back then, people were very loyal to their individual states, a lot more so than today.
He fought for his state and hence the Confederacy,
but was not racist, a slave owner and full of hatred.
Most people in the south never owned a slave.
Only 33 percent of the souths population owned slaves.
Lee himself was happy when slavery was abolished and stated it would be a great thing for the south.
Does this sound like a man that should be considered a symbol of racism, white power and hatred?
The answer is simple.
No.
We are being divided as a nation by the higher powers that be and it’s time to unite.
It’s time to end the darkness plaguing this nation and show the world a brand-new light.
Regardless of skin color, regardless of sex, regardless of our similarities and differences, we are all brothers and sister.
We must overcome this divide the government has created between us.
We must end the violence and hatred between us in the country.
We must be the example the entire world sees and follows.
We must unite and demand the government be held responsible for their crimes against us!
We must not allow them to divide and conquer us like they have in the past.
It’s time to come together and build this country back up.
It’s time to come together and fire every single democrat and republican lizard that continues to run this country into the ground.
No more two party system.
We are sick of their bullshit!
No more lies, no more deception, no more diving us all!
Let’s come together and take our country back!
The government and media are inciting riots trying in vain to tear the country right in two.
I’m both angry and sad, my face going from red to blue.
Family and friends are being pitted against each other in an attempted to control.
Divide and conquer until they own all of our souls.
Satan at is worst doing what he does best.
Open your eyes and realize ancient statues and an old flag are not the issue that needs to be addressed.
Our satanic government and media continue to drive a wrench between us all.
We must unite, march on D.C., fire every single one of them and create a new government in which to install.
The time is now to take back control of our country!
The time is now to take back all the power Satan has stolen from us!
The time is now to unite!
The time is now to unite!
The flag in question has been deemed as a symbol of racism, white power and hatred.
That is the fable the government and media has created.
It all started with a staged mass shooting and a picture of the “gunman” with a confederate flag in the background.
The white “gunman” slaughtered innocent blacks and soon the government had its new battleground.
White vs. black, it’s what they wanted.
Divide and conquer until they control us all and force us all to run the gauntlet.
The flag in question is not a symbol of racism, white power and hate.
Those are lies and government and media have planted as bait.
The flag contains thirteen stars.
One for each of the original united thirteen colonies.
The stars represented a united nation, a nation of peace,
a nation free from the tyrannical union and its brutal military police.
The stars are shown in the shape of an X,
An X that represented being crossed out of the once united union,
a union now divided and controlled by the satanic government of the north.
The south wanted a fresh start, a chance at a rebirth.
The north wouldn’t have it and flexed their might.
The north wouldn’t have it and abused their power.
The statues under attack are in honor of great men who lived great lives.
They remained loyal to their states as well as their wives.
Most of these men were not slave owners, racist or had hearts full of hatred.
These statues are in honor of men and should remain sacred.
Robert E. Lee is one of the most respected generals in our nation’s history.
Was he racist and full of hatred? Well the answer to that is no mystery.
The man never owned a slave a day in his life.
His heart was good and not full of hatred looking to cause a strife.
He was against slavery his entire life.
He was saddened that the country was being dived with a knife,
but he was against succession and wanted the union to remain intact.
He was heartbroken when the south succeed and the country cracked.
He would have fought for the union but decided to remain loyal to his home state of Virginia.
Back then, people were very loyal to their individual states, a lot more so than today.
He fought for his state and hence the Confederacy,
but was not racist, a slave owner and full of hatred.
Most people in the south never owned a slave.
Only 33 percent of the souths population owned slaves.
Lee himself was happy when slavery was abolished and stated it would be a great thing for the south.
Does this sound like a man that should be considered a symbol of racism, white power and hatred?
The answer is simple.
No.
We are being divided as a nation by the higher powers that be and it’s time to unite.
It’s time to end the darkness plaguing this nation and show the world a brand-new light.
Regardless of skin color, regardless of sex, regardless of our similarities and differences, we are all brothers and sister.
We must overcome this divide the government has created between us.
We must end the violence and hatred between us in the country.
We must be the example the entire world sees and follows.
We must unite and demand the government be held responsible for their crimes against us!
We must not allow them to divide and conquer us like they have in the past.
It’s time to come together and build this country back up.
It’s time to come together and fire every single democrat and republican lizard that continues to run this country into the ground.
No more two party system.
We are sick of their bullshit!
No more lies, no more deception, no more diving us all!
Let’s come together and take our country back!
Written by TylerZ
(Tyler)
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Kindness
Depraved indifference
breeds but isolation
fosters animosity
shuns appeals for adjuration
Tongues that lash
bleed the wounded
poisoned scars
inefficiently diluted
Apologies for such cruelty
are of no concern
they exist of ashes
one cannot unburn
Kindness is of no consequence
when was it unlearned
benevolence
must be given and returned
breeds but isolation
fosters animosity
shuns appeals for adjuration
Tongues that lash
bleed the wounded
poisoned scars
inefficiently diluted
Apologies for such cruelty
are of no concern
they exist of ashes
one cannot unburn
Kindness is of no consequence
when was it unlearned
benevolence
must be given and returned
Written by mel44
(Melgar)
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Losing My Shit
I am one more shitty check---
No matter how hard I bust my ass
Away from imploding
Succumbing to the feeling of
Becoming a hydrogen bomb
Of choked down emotions
And silent, shackled thoughts
Of I Need More
I swear, if something doesn't change
And soon
The fatigue of my inadequecies
Might actually start seeping
Out of my pores
If you can't smell my unhappiness
Coming before you see me
Everyday it becomes more palpable
More tangible
Like an ever tightening fist
Closing around my soul
I am one more
It won't always be like this
From jumping ship
I am drowning in potential
Suffocating in promise
Burning up in ideas
Of what finally having enough
Could feel like
I am losing my shit
No matter how hard I bust my ass
Away from imploding
Succumbing to the feeling of
Becoming a hydrogen bomb
Of choked down emotions
And silent, shackled thoughts
Of I Need More
I swear, if something doesn't change
And soon
The fatigue of my inadequecies
Might actually start seeping
Out of my pores
If you can't smell my unhappiness
Coming before you see me
Everyday it becomes more palpable
More tangible
Like an ever tightening fist
Closing around my soul
I am one more
It won't always be like this
From jumping ship
I am drowning in potential
Suffocating in promise
Burning up in ideas
Of what finally having enough
Could feel like
I am losing my shit
Written by Ashfrodisiac
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Anonymous
Honoured to receive a trophy for this competition, many thanks indeed! Congrats to the others too!
