Poetry competition CLOSED 29th July 2019 6:07pm
WINNER
Viddax (Lord Viddax)
Viddax (Lord Viddax)
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Blue Lotus
Hide away, my psyche
Don’t risk getting feisty
The World won’t understand
Your voice, most likely banned
Wrap it in some verse
Ambiguous or terse
Authority won’t notice
Not unlike Blue Lotus
If you dare to strike a nerve
The nation-state will self-preserve
Except for those who they dismiss
Already on the crazy list
Poetry, Deep Underground
Is, in a word: Profound
The powers who rule over us
Already think that we are nuts!
Don’t risk getting feisty
The World won’t understand
Your voice, most likely banned
Wrap it in some verse
Ambiguous or terse
Authority won’t notice
Not unlike Blue Lotus
If you dare to strike a nerve
The nation-state will self-preserve
Except for those who they dismiss
Already on the crazy list
Poetry, Deep Underground
Is, in a word: Profound
The powers who rule over us
Already think that we are nuts!
Written by ReggiePoet
(Reggie)
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Anonymous
Metaphorical truth serum
God checking the time creating space flimflam
Unusual poetic berries finding their will to jam
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One moment too far forthwith laid back as jelly
As verse enflamed rhyme our disposition belly
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Thou toss against such mixed green intentions
Thee mystic sort of between spatial condition
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We wade underscored to find the hidden beats
Since we walk on a line the underground keep
Written by runaway-mindtrain
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Anonymous
“Anna’s Mail”
Give me an A to the G
couldn’t give a fuck about
people who struggle to love thyself
hating on me
Never tasted a custard cream or a bourbon
but Ricky and James need some
over a cup of tea
pair of fucking morons
But my pussy is juicy apparently
Ricky is smelling and the other sure does
no longer have the opportunity
to suck my sweetness
If my memory serves me correctly
Ricky’s had about eight or nine accounts
but we have to make it crystal clear
He never hid who he was
like having the Deep Underground Webmiss test me
I’ll give you a clue
Reemiss can only make himself look bad
they’re just mad he never actually
bothered to jump in any inboxes
and give them any kind of abuse
so he is that innocent fugitive
Was all out in the open for the public
but that’s in the past
over and done with
Very soon, you probably won’t be able to
write about any film character
or use any vocabulary
as two people will have them accounts
every face, word, name
coming and not fronting
while having a thumped chin
said to get a life
and I did, having their sandwich bag
unsealed and pumped in
resealed quickly of course, it’s nothing
It’s now 9:15am
and I’m not signed-in
but behind the scenes looking at Ricky’s “Happy Mail” post
My ex is a prick
Doesn’t he know women find out everything?
Done the research like a good FBI A-gent
disguised, and he was wrong
about Antony, that time dying his hair blonde
plus you’d notice the fool can’t spell either
But I don’t really understand Ricky
on other things
it’s a game of battleships
that will never be settled
I know in my presence, blood pressure will increase
like the thermometer level
What makes me so special?
He can’t exist, it’s just bullshit
He’s no rebel, falling to his knees over my material
begging I’d join forces
to put the pedal to the metal
Daisy chains and he loves me he loves me not
I’ve been daydreaming
and pulling off some petals
Do I really need to know how he’s feeling?
He’s left the odd comment
but in five years we haven’t really talked
Is there any point?
Miles away, I’d just be used
no one is anyone’s property
and either one of us would soon get bored
like dicks and why James used four of them
because he had his gang-bang
so that’s a butt, nose, mouth and ears bam-bam!
Not sorry watching The Flintstones
while over-hearing in the background a madman
Says “Tell him from me
between us, it’s not a game of hangman
because just spelling out the word
Ricky doesn’t add up in lines
so he better keep that in mind.”
Told the alphabet
“I’m in a mess C, so tell B
to go on ahead and help D
because he’s lost his friend
and somewhere else, someone has shelved E
Can you believe the sarcasm you’ve been dealt G?
I don’t know, just fucking annoyed
with midget rappers calling me shorty
and B when my name begins with an A
That A, as in, ay motherfucker
I’m so sexy you can’t get me
as your promises like others have been empty
No one is bothering though I’m on my way to Heaven
And I still have to ask
who out there should I ought to call?
Quitting when Jason Force-he’s-head
through a waterfall
_____
Another void entry.
Give me an A to the G
couldn’t give a fuck about
people who struggle to love thyself
hating on me
Never tasted a custard cream or a bourbon
but Ricky and James need some
over a cup of tea
pair of fucking morons
But my pussy is juicy apparently
Ricky is smelling and the other sure does
no longer have the opportunity
to suck my sweetness
If my memory serves me correctly
Ricky’s had about eight or nine accounts
but we have to make it crystal clear
He never hid who he was
like having the Deep Underground Webmiss test me
I’ll give you a clue
Reemiss can only make himself look bad
they’re just mad he never actually
bothered to jump in any inboxes
and give them any kind of abuse
so he is that innocent fugitive
Was all out in the open for the public
but that’s in the past
over and done with
Very soon, you probably won’t be able to
write about any film character
or use any vocabulary
as two people will have them accounts
every face, word, name
coming and not fronting
while having a thumped chin
said to get a life
and I did, having their sandwich bag
unsealed and pumped in
resealed quickly of course, it’s nothing
It’s now 9:15am
and I’m not signed-in
but behind the scenes looking at Ricky’s “Happy Mail” post
My ex is a prick
Doesn’t he know women find out everything?
Done the research like a good FBI A-gent
disguised, and he was wrong
about Antony, that time dying his hair blonde
plus you’d notice the fool can’t spell either
But I don’t really understand Ricky
on other things
it’s a game of battleships
that will never be settled
I know in my presence, blood pressure will increase
like the thermometer level
What makes me so special?
He can’t exist, it’s just bullshit
He’s no rebel, falling to his knees over my material
begging I’d join forces
to put the pedal to the metal
Daisy chains and he loves me he loves me not
I’ve been daydreaming
and pulling off some petals
Do I really need to know how he’s feeling?
He’s left the odd comment
but in five years we haven’t really talked
Is there any point?
Miles away, I’d just be used
no one is anyone’s property
and either one of us would soon get bored
like dicks and why James used four of them
because he had his gang-bang
so that’s a butt, nose, mouth and ears bam-bam!
Not sorry watching The Flintstones
while over-hearing in the background a madman
Says “Tell him from me
between us, it’s not a game of hangman
because just spelling out the word
Ricky doesn’t add up in lines
so he better keep that in mind.”
Told the alphabet
“I’m in a mess C, so tell B
to go on ahead and help D
because he’s lost his friend
and somewhere else, someone has shelved E
Can you believe the sarcasm you’ve been dealt G?
I don’t know, just fucking annoyed
with midget rappers calling me shorty
and B when my name begins with an A
That A, as in, ay motherfucker
I’m so sexy you can’t get me
as your promises like others have been empty
No one is bothering though I’m on my way to Heaven
And I still have to ask
who out there should I ought to call?
Quitting when Jason Force-he’s-head
through a waterfall
_____
Another void entry.
Anonymous
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