Poetry competition CLOSED 17th May 2018 9:34am
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Anonymous
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Tumultuous Darkness
AlexnEmoLand
RevolutionOfAlex
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disintegrating time
sitting at the table...with not a word in her head.
annoyed by whats come to her..
she feels as if there is not much left to do or say..
her tears fall from the thoughts of her broken heart.
everything has torn her apart.
though the years she has not picked up a pen
and paper.
putting the pain into beautiful words.
waves of waters come from her shattered self
her image no longer her..
she..who might she be??
she holds herself as this toutering
gain has rising over her.
this blanket of madness..blanket of fears
black rose red the color of tears.
still beside this window alone
she will stay
without a pen or paper to to express what to say.
the song will continue mightnight to noon
and she wil be drowning in motionless dismay.
she will pray.. again today
still this feeling has not .disappeared..
only it began to take a tole.
she feel herself changing
rearranging
what once was her couplet rhyme is know
her verse of disintegrating time..
sitting at the table...with not a word in her head.
letting mindless behavor swollow her dead
-kumiko yamamoto
annoyed by whats come to her..
she feels as if there is not much left to do or say..
her tears fall from the thoughts of her broken heart.
everything has torn her apart.
though the years she has not picked up a pen
and paper.
putting the pain into beautiful words.
waves of waters come from her shattered self
her image no longer her..
she..who might she be??
she holds herself as this toutering
gain has rising over her.
this blanket of madness..blanket of fears
black rose red the color of tears.
still beside this window alone
she will stay
without a pen or paper to to express what to say.
the song will continue mightnight to noon
and she wil be drowning in motionless dismay.
she will pray.. again today
still this feeling has not .disappeared..
only it began to take a tole.
she feel herself changing
rearranging
what once was her couplet rhyme is know
her verse of disintegrating time..
sitting at the table...with not a word in her head.
letting mindless behavor swollow her dead
-kumiko yamamoto
Written by AlexnEmoLand
(RevolutionOfAlex)
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Maze of Ambivalences
I was gone with the wind of life
lost to the world
a drop of wine in a sea
never to be salvaged
and tasteless I became
You, one like the rains that fall on a sunny day
I got soaked because of the illusive beauty of the rainbow
dancing to the soft spatter of the droplets
but come tomorrow, I was cradled in my sickbed
beauty of the rainbow vanished with my health
As the petals fall from a once beautiful rose
remember my demise
like the rain soaks the earth
I soaked my pillow with muffled cries and woes
while you dined in my agony
When the fires burns savagely
remember I was pained
like the wood, I waned
warming your bed of lies
afraid to let go of the illusion
Amidst the storm
remember my poor heart
that tried to turn to stone
every time I laid in your bed
cuddled by the lies you wove
scented by the sweet nothings of your empty promises
As you experience day and night
remember what we used to be
with beauty and glory
the beauty of atmospheric phenomenon
forgotten with dread of emerging harsh gales
And as day and night comes
while the fire smolders
storms come
I relate to the broken pieces within
and broken I remain
lost to the world
a drop of wine in a sea
never to be salvaged
and tasteless I became
You, one like the rains that fall on a sunny day
I got soaked because of the illusive beauty of the rainbow
dancing to the soft spatter of the droplets
but come tomorrow, I was cradled in my sickbed
beauty of the rainbow vanished with my health
As the petals fall from a once beautiful rose
remember my demise
like the rain soaks the earth
I soaked my pillow with muffled cries and woes
while you dined in my agony
When the fires burns savagely
remember I was pained
like the wood, I waned
warming your bed of lies
afraid to let go of the illusion
Amidst the storm
remember my poor heart
that tried to turn to stone
every time I laid in your bed
cuddled by the lies you wove
scented by the sweet nothings of your empty promises
As you experience day and night
remember what we used to be
with beauty and glory
the beauty of atmospheric phenomenon
forgotten with dread of emerging harsh gales
And as day and night comes
while the fire smolders
storms come
I relate to the broken pieces within
and broken I remain
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Let's dance in black and white
Shattered like glass,
There goes my make-belief wall!
Trampled on like grass,
There goes my faux perfect!
I tried keeping the grass greener on my side
But I still keep having nightmares of the beauty outside this yard
Every time I feel like I moved a mile
I hear the click of the gun, my cue to go back home
Home, the pathetic place I created right in the center of my mind
Greeted by its cold dark haunted walls
Shoving its claws at me to settle in
Chilling me right straight to my bones
The will of choice I gave up a while ago
When I had become my own arch enemy
One that shatters and tramples
The one right behind the cold gun I feel pressed.
There goes my make-belief wall!
Trampled on like grass,
There goes my faux perfect!
I tried keeping the grass greener on my side
But I still keep having nightmares of the beauty outside this yard
Every time I feel like I moved a mile
I hear the click of the gun, my cue to go back home
Home, the pathetic place I created right in the center of my mind
Greeted by its cold dark haunted walls
Shoving its claws at me to settle in
Chilling me right straight to my bones
The will of choice I gave up a while ago
When I had become my own arch enemy
One that shatters and tramples
The one right behind the cold gun I feel pressed.
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Asylum
1. No Recall
I didn't see or feel or hear it coming.
And then I came to after the
Annihilation of all I thought I knew
Once I tumbled down the rabbit hole.
2. Morning Glories
The whispers of clean linen
Float across narrow beds of
Brutality, and reflections
Of a summer's early morning,
As melodic rapid chatter
Of Tagalog plays through the halls
While pairs of girls in their scrubs
Disappear into recessed rooms,
To the sound of greetings weaving
Between a woman's cries of pain.
3. Under the Snow
Triple digits of the season
Pass week after week outside,
Unnoticed by those doing time;
This asylum with arctic air.
Who are they kidding?
I've been here long enough to know.
I actually died that day,
And this, this is my hell!
Hell is not fire & brimstone.
It's a parallel world from which
No locks exist, yet no escape
To return to where you came from.
Patients, whose eyes you look into,
And no one is there!
It's where all fear goes at night,
Their voices are heard through the walls.
But those with their vacant stares
That I can't penetrate have their truths
Forever frozen in time
In cages where they walk in place.
The cold numbs hands & feet & thoughts,
But I feel alive because of it.
Like a mouse foraging under the
Snow while an owl listens above.
I know the pounce will come
Through the snow at any moment,
Bathing me with morning light
As owl talons sever my breath.
4. Night Terrors by Day
Sooner or later it would come.
A wide-spread power outage hit
Just before dusk with its heat,
Just as dinner was being served.
I had learned to live on scant fare,
Being a diabetic
And having only one kidney:
My weight loss, lost in my blue gowns.
I was restless and felt cold air
As I walked with my cane to the hall,
Aqua socks with tread on my feet,
Toward the nurses' station.
Thick orange extensions snaked
Everywhere, and the "regulars"
Emerged to sit in their wheelchairs
To watch while I sat with ice water.
But all the hustle & bustle
Would agitate some patients,
Making them unpredictable
While staff was racing all about.
There was an old man known for being
Loud, and most disagreeable.
He wanted out of his wheelchair,
To go where he wanted, right?
Nurses would stop to secure him
As he protested and cursed.
The regs who knew him rolled their eyes.
I continued to sip my ice water.
Then I noticed the white-haired lady
I was chatting with was looking up
And said softly, "He's behind you."
I stiffened and hunched my shoulders.
I tilted my head just enough
To see the old man, his gnarly hands
Gripping the backrest of my chair,
Glaring down at me with eyes bulging.
"Get out of my way!" came the frost.
I bent lower against the chill.
"I'm sorry, I'm not in my wheelchair."
(Being stranded in a stiff wooden one)
I felt the spray of his spittle
On the back of my hand holding the cup.
"I don't give a God damn," came the blast,
"Get on the floor and crawl out of the way!"
5. No One Will Know
Every evening, the asylum
Gives up its creatures of the night:
The stalkers who haunt the halls,
Who try all the doors to get in, or out.
And homeless creatures on two legs
Who I would often walk in on,
Using the toilet meant for me,
And watch the TV while I slept.
But no, in that place I could never sleep,
I used to be nocturnal years ago.
But all I could do now was listen
To the jungle cries and siren calls.
I'd stagger out to the empty lobby,
Hearing a man far off in his room
Calling out for someone to please,
"Dear God, TAKE ME HOME!"
The man in the next room in bed A
Hollered out from the open door,
"AH, SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
And I screamed, "YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
Once I was back in bed, that same voice
As all slept while I laid awake, plotting, said
"Hey, give me some more Demerol.
Don't worry... no one will know."
For those who knew that I was gone (which was due to a terrible accident), here's some of what my time away was like - just a taste of it.
Image: An original drawing: one of my oldest "mouseworks", by me.
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(jade tiger)
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Quite pleased by the submissions, and I have opened this up to public vote. I am swallowing my pride here, and revoking my own supreme authority, on my creation, and allowing the people to speak. I'm bowing out, and allowing you to instill your judgement upon the works that have been found herein.
Don't let me down; it is up to you now. Pick a good one.
The Only,
Me
Don't let me down; it is up to you now. Pick a good one.
The Only,
Me
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Thank you all, whomever submitted and viewed, for your participation.
Keep on keeping on.
Keep on keeping on.
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Congratulations, IcarusVStheSun (Gypsy Witch)
Thank you, everyone for joining in on this competition. I apologize again for being absent the last few weeks.
I do appreciate everyone's participation though.
Thank you, everyone for joining in on this competition. I apologize again for being absent the last few weeks.
I do appreciate everyone's participation though.