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OH... Tainted Love!

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LunasChild8
Fire of Insight
Canada
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Goodbye

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LunasChild8
Fire of Insight
Canada
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Paradise

Verse 1
I can’t remember who I was, before the world told me who I should be.
The flames have turned to dust, leaving me out to freeze.
I can’t see past my flaws; I feel the chains lock on tightly.
Inside I feel so numb; when can I express myself freely?
 
Chorus 1
The comfort and privilege came at a high price.
Everything I do, someone’s got to roll the dice.
All I wanted to do was to seek paradise.
“Sweetheart,” you tell me, “it’s a sacrifice.”
 
Verse 2
Whispers have reached your ears, that I’ve lost my way.
The path I’ve chosen is unclear, I don’t know if I can be saved.
All I see is your sneer, you tell me I must behave.
My soul is consumed by fear, that I’ll always be your slave.
 
Chorus 2
The comfort and privilege came at a high price.
Everything I do, someone’s got to roll the dice.
All I wanted to do was to seek paradise.
“Darling,” you tell me, “it was all a lie.”
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corpselily2185
Nameless Corpse
Strange Creature
United States
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Death, My Love

I love your laugh,
The way you avoid my gaze,
Your insults to my intelligence never fail to amaze
 
You look so cute,
When i catch you in lie,
I gently hand you a cloth,
to dry your crying eyes,

“Are you insane?!” you ask
As I shove you in the trunk,

I shove her panties in your mouth
And shut the door with a clunk.

You lie to me, my love
I can’t let this go unpunished

You didn’t think I’d find out,
But you still shouldn’t have done it.

Before I let you go,
Did you think it was worth it?

To fuck her brains out in my house,
Did I deserve this?
No, don’t speak, you’ve lost that right
Your pathetic apology won’t save you tonight

“Please honey don’t, I’ll do whatever you want”

Then die my love,
Go ahead and jump off.
Written by corpselily2185 (Nameless Corpse)
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JohnnyThunder
Lost Thinker
New Zealand
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Daisies

I used to pick daisies  
pluck them from the green
take them fresh and alive
and tear their beauty apart
 
She loves me?
 
I used to pull the petals free
throw them into the wind
watch them float away
taking their truth with them
 
She loves me not
 
I used to sit and watch her
walking past as I sat waiting
the sunlight glinting off her hair
the warm wind stirring her dress
 
I love her
 
I used to imagine what I would say
If I could ever gather
the courage to speak
but she was beyond me
 
She loves me not
 
I used to talk to her
go for coffee and a chat
go for lunch in the sun
or a long walk on the beach
 
She loves me?
 
I used to love her  
so near yet from afar
sharing laughter
sharing tears
 
She loves me not
 
The daisies always knew
Always told their tale true
I no longer seek their advice
It was always the same
 
I love her
 
I'd pull the petals
and throw them to the wind
each petal a hope
a bleeding piece of my heart
 
She loves me not
 
Tearing myself apart with the daisies
as each she came and went
as each smile turned to pity
as each love left
 
She loves me not
 
No matter what I did  
how I shredded the flowers
How I asked the question
her words and theirs echoed
 
She loves me not
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_Me_
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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“Exciting News”

The one that catches your eye,
(Not the first in the news feed)
 
None miss this breaking story
Tell everyone before they know
Can’t be more excited about the coming sorrow:
obsession, eventually his concession.
 
What a story of love these two had;
she, and he defined the meaning.
“Fuk Ewe, Dam it,” their wall said.
Wall held in such consistent meld.
 
Ewe followed his recommendations;
until the flaws were found in the foundation.
 
Now water leaking through; dam breaking;
Still standing still, unwavering.
Everyone has fled, still he stands to protect;
Arms wide, content, feeble like another’s intent.
 
More water as the levy irks, creeks, and groans,
Earth quakes to annoy circumstances now so fluid.  
He said, “I can only save you,” “Help me help you.”
With wall crumbling, his rope thrown out:
 
Slack; there is no one to pull back.
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Lyrically_Inclined
Fire of Insight
United States
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Long Distance Relationship

So I picked up my work van
Brought the chains and duct tape
I’m headed your way
To pick you up for our date

You said you like spontaneity
But unbeknownst to you
This will undeniably be
A secret rendezvous

You’re not expecting me
But I bought all your favorite things
A corset, lipstick and stilettos
Clit clamps and nipple rings

A little electric shock therapy
I think that should do the trick
To have you bend to my will
And make you suck my dick

I got you a blindfold
And a ball gag for your mouth
A vibrating egg for your muff
While we drive heading south

I’ve retrofitted my van
Just for this special occasion
I’ve even brung a special brush
For some play we call abrasion

I see you walking out of work texting
I put on my ski mask and grabbed you
Chain your hands and feet
And your text message comes through

You squirm and scream to no avail
Because nobody’s near
I check my phone and see your text
Which says, “I wish you were here!”
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debug
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V + V = (love story)

V met V on tumblr
that poetry has caught her eye

…then an year passed

as V was falling out of love
a decision came…

to find out more on V

so it begun…

the conversation
the date
the second date
that dinner
that wine
that first kisses
…and the logical fuck

V fell euphorically in love
until V’s meltdrown
in intuitive realization

V was not that much into V
as V was into V…

so…

there was D
with the ambiguity that brought…

…and the trepidation

V slowly slid into
unannounced involvement
as V was not into sharing decisions

remember that night
when V took V home
and V slid into
living in with V together

it was only for the summer

…V’s shoulder slid out of the joint

as comparison is unavoidable
it was V’s commitment for the future

…the summer passed

then September…
V slid into staying for the winter
in another unannounced decision
to address V’s insecurities

transition
…but not a transformation

V’s greater commitment
invited the exploitation
the provocations
the feelings of entrapment
both obliterating love

as far as the committed V knows
the least interested V
has all the power
as V can easily walk away
sliding back
into V’s old and so familiar
status quo

pushing the matter is scary
and yet unpostponeable
after that year
of trepidation

…V continues to avoid

first
the loss of their connection
due to V’s initiated break-ups

second
the loss of peace
and comforts
due to the challenges
of transformation

third
the loss of freedom
due to having
match the bet of V
or leave the game

V now decides it’s time to push
and you are counting…

…there are three dues
and it’s time to pay them
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Shakespearan-Sweet
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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Is D a person?

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Shakespearan-Sweet
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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I’m so tempted but I’m conflicted of showing my hand  4 reasons. I might have 2 talk 2 my publicist. Would love 2 join this competition.

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Taryn
Tyrant of Words
United States
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Spatial Abortion

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Taryn
Tyrant of Words
United States
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I Still Bleed

Paralysis becomes me
waking surrounded
by dark whispers
which cause
each chamber
to constrict even now
unknowingly
to you
unless perhaps
you have
a conscience


*

Hearts once
beat in time
when your puzzle piece
was found to
match with mine
Conveyed in our
quilled scrolls
after being
put to parchment
then launched airborne
to land at
the other's feet
We were
found caressing
and
intertwined
before lips
even met
for the
very first time

*

I can quickly
recall
slow, deep kisses
with hands
firmly gripped
to black lined florals
and
needy hips
being guided
towards a missile
of the heat seeking kind
which sought out
slow, nice
and
easy
and
how I remained
on course
ensuring your
full sink
to bury

*

I can still
taste the flavor
of rapture
when desire
lingered
against my palate
once passions
were felt to swell
expanding
my lips
to seep sweet nothings
which stole breath
and
carried me
to what was felt
a sacred
and
trusted place
of worship

*

Darkness then
cradled to wrap
and
rock me to sleep
each night within
the melodies of
betrayal
and
needed goodbyes
yet love
allowed me to
trust you
for one
last time


*

Even now
I can feel
each deep breath
exuded
as thick struggled
to fill in
my pulsing
tight hollow
transforming
into the wrapped
clenched embraces
meant to surface
that longing
which
forever rose
and
would
finally get to
surge
in all its
carnality

*

Remembering hands
bunching sheets
as moans
escaped behind
teeth biting down
on lips so dry
as a clouded velvet
built inside
with enough greed
to flow
a creamy silk
which could scroll
each of the
five letters
needed to
spell
your name

*

I hear my voice
echo in the
pleas[e] and screams
while calling out to God
obtaining both
high and low
octaves
as I begged
for you to have
every one
of your seeds spill
and
fly freely
and
when you did
they mixed with
beads of sweat
and
every drop of blood
I shed

*

Why can't I rid you from my memory
just as easily
as you did the crimson
left in the bed sheets
and
on my flesh?

*




Author's Note:
For when
No Meant Yes
in the eyes of D****
...still found to make appearances from the backseat of my mind
every now and then even after all of this time



Copyright © 2016 Schiitaryn McKenna. All Rights Reserved
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Taryn
Tyrant of Words
United States
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Stony

I’ve struggled to find my footing
navigating the rubble & debris
rummaging about ungodly piles
after being flooded by a storm of the century

blue skies were thought to be endless
when we were stripped bare that fateful day,
at one time anointed & seen as pure
became defiled within charcoal grays

hearing tones muffled through howling winds
had me straining against background noise
when eyes were diverted down near my feet,
observing a glass heart shattered amongst toys

pieces were gathered & cradled towards chest
hoping warmth would gift needed repair,
fingers at first tingled then bit as they numbed;

cold & stony was the only thing left in there


Copyright © 2018 Schiitaryn McKenna. All Rights Reserved.
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Juvenalis66
Fire of Insight
Italy
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Farewell

Your life, my love, was brief.
Your death heartless and grief.
The waves of time have gone
back and forth but have offered
no relief.
I think of you, my love, as the years
keep flowing by, the times and fears
relentlessly, have become estranged
to you as have become the colours
of a clouded sky.
Every dawn I wake and hope to see
you rise from inside this bed of mine,
but you, my love, have left my side
for an never ending lie. Farewell.
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RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
South Africa
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Non-Goddess-A.

 
As real
as the abstract
Maybelline, pouring down
your mimed face
dripping -
drip
after
drip

As deep
as the dark
grim-lecherous-lip-service
full yet scornful

Wide as the cavity left
where your
emotion & blood Pump
once resided

As intoxicating as your
bound
reserved
sheer nylon
restraints
united-tightly
around your
Cameo
legs
suspended
hogtied
and hooked
to your
hips

I curse you
for your
sensuality
I detest
your
sexuality
I disregard your
desperation
and I lounge here
assessing
your sexiest moment
was the time you
transformed
yourself
into a
wreck

And you enjoyed it
As, did I

I stare
at your
naked
temple
and ask myself
what on earth
I am
doing here
again?

Of course
I am male.
(A prejudicial excuse I know)
Oh Rubbish -

I am just me


[.]



this is an old write, I just chose to bring it home.
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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RevolutionAL
Alistair Plint
Dangerous Mind
South Africa
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Bar Room Poetry

In the bar room  
stood  
a tall man  
repetitively adding coins
to the Jukebox  
Behind him sat a woman
cuddled in a biker's jacket  
smoking  
cigars  
Behind her, a loud little guy
with an infectious laugh  
Eyeing me  
(I avoid eye contact in bars)  

Ordered a beer  
from the bar lady  
whose eyes  
were impossible to avoid  
She was  
shorter than the loud guy  
but  
packed a more  
confident punch  
in her voice  
and body language  
 
She made me out  
as not a regular  
while pouring the draught  
from the tap  
Smiled  
(more of a smirk, really)  
 
"That's her boyfriend"  
she said  
gesturing toward the short guy  
with her eyes, adding
"But we don't talk about that!"  
hovering accross the bar  
with a cocktail, I'm not sure  
I remembered her making  
 
"Why's that?"  
I enquired in a tone of whisper  
when she'd drifted back  
"Well!"  
was the reply  
while she looked me  
up and down
She nodded at the jukebox  
with her hands on her hips  
laying it on me  
 
 
"That's her husband!"  
 
   
-x-  
 
Written by RevolutionAL (Alistair Plint)
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