Poetry competition CLOSED 3rd February 2020 4:46am
WINNER
Anonymous
Anonymous
RUNNER-UP:
G3r0
Teach me to rap!
Poetry Contest Description
Use poetry to teach us how to do it!
My kings and queens
Rulers and wordsmiths
of many ideas
This should be second
nature to many
Blow my mind
You don't have to
have platinum trophy
to be my musical
inspiration
just teach me
I'm just a baby-poet!
I'm tired of having
all my teen daughters
rap circles around me
Even my husband does it!
Teach me to fly
No poem limit.
Just be poetically creative
Skip prose if possible
It's in your blood!
Rulers and wordsmiths
of many ideas
This should be second
nature to many
Blow my mind
You don't have to
have platinum trophy
to be my musical
inspiration
just teach me
I'm just a baby-poet!
I'm tired of having
all my teen daughters
rap circles around me
Even my husband does it!
Teach me to fly
No poem limit.
Just be poetically creative
Skip prose if possible
It's in your blood!
Anonymous
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Mock giants
What's holy when shit's flowin'?
Scratching claws to chalkboard
pussies beat boxen' hard
So much dead wood
rap like they should
They be giants
trying not to act small
Overtaking
not to take a fkn fall
It takes an ostrich, man
to get head in the sand
Big bird buyin' a band
takin' no mere man's hand
Did rats just steal an easel
From a frickin weasel?
Where's the edible woods?
Chop up them wordy goods!
To express that I slay
is to under-spray
the toothy foolish way
Your can's too big to trash
too small to bang with cash
I skirt the balls
big writing stick
Ball point's givin'
plenty wick
slidin' ink just fine!
Think you're a trophy-ass?
Better things can come to pass
Reducing lines
might suit us fine
Petty dreams you can't sleep through
To much like feeling blue
Reality calls to me and you
Dream a small dog dream
It don't taste like it seem
chew toys sans the cream
Mock giants
What's holy when shit's flowin'?
Scratching claws to chalkboard
pussies beat boxen' hard
So much dead wood
rap like they should
They be giants
trying not to act small
Overtaking
not to take a fkn fall
It takes an ostrich, man
to get head in the sand
Big bird buyin' a band
takin' no mere man's hand
Did rats just steal an easel
From a frickin weasel?
Where's the edible woods?
Chop up them wordy goods!
To express that I slay
is to under-spray
the toothy foolish way
Your can's too big to trash
too small to bang with cash
I skirt the balls
big writing stick
Ball point's givin'
plenty wick
slidin' ink just fine!
Think you're a trophy-ass?
Better things can come to pass
Reducing lines
might suit us fine
Petty dreams you can't sleep through
To much like feeling blue
Reality calls to me and you
Dream a small dog dream
It don't taste like it seem
chew toys sans the cream
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Anonymous
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It's 12:45! Man alive!
Little fool behind your shoes
Snowed post school, I'm tracking you
It's your line I follow fine
We skip the school bus
Words rhyming, warming us
I need to glue a beat or two
It's not enough to shadow you
Horny fox, do you beat box?
Hands to mouth or synth it out
What's your poison? pick it out!
Riddler man, do you go Zombie?
I see you have got insomnia
The Flatbush walk to polyrhythms
For brains riddled with schisms
Do you spit bars super fast? Buddies with a rapper-caste?
How do you get your mouth to go to auction?
Mine stumbles at a slower fraction!
Would you rap some bars for my ears?
I'm far too young for my years
But I'm up playing way too late
Rap me into sleepy state
Go again, fun riddler man
At this rate you just might win!
Little fool behind your shoes
Snowed post school, I'm tracking you
It's your line I follow fine
We skip the school bus
Words rhyming, warming us
I need to glue a beat or two
It's not enough to shadow you
Horny fox, do you beat box?
Hands to mouth or synth it out
What's your poison? pick it out!
Riddler man, do you go Zombie?
I see you have got insomnia
The Flatbush walk to polyrhythms
For brains riddled with schisms
Do you spit bars super fast? Buddies with a rapper-caste?
How do you get your mouth to go to auction?
Mine stumbles at a slower fraction!
Would you rap some bars for my ears?
I'm far too young for my years
But I'm up playing way too late
Rap me into sleepy state
Go again, fun riddler man
At this rate you just might win!
Anonymous
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Anonymous
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Survivor
(Verse 1)
I swore that this was the end
I couldn’t even trust my so-called friends
What’s the point of sticking together?
Loyalty is fickle, and it all depends…
On whether or not you’ve got the goods
Like the wolf stalking little Red in the woods
Abandoning a pure soul once he took his pleasure, hah!
And yet they’ve all said: “the hood’s always got your back.”
(Chorus)
Why do I bother justifying your actions?
Whatever love I had for you burnt out with the ashes
You hurt even me, your own flesh and blood
The dam has breached; feel my rage come out like a flood.
So, go on and try to burn me with your tainted fire
Haven’t you heard? I’m a fucking survivor!
(Verse 2)
I’ve had enough of your shit!
Why do you keep on doing this?
I guess I’ll never have the answer
Every time I ask, you’re quick to resist.
Was it worth the way you destroyed our family?
It’s been years since I’ve truly felt happy
You were supposed to be our protector
Yet you’ve dumped us like garbage to indulge your sexuality.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
You’ve torn out my heart, and left a black hole
I curse you for leaving me to figure out how to make myself whole
Your goal to push me down failed; I’m now higher
Nothing can take down a survivor.
(Chorus)
I swore that this was the end
I couldn’t even trust my so-called friends
What’s the point of sticking together?
Loyalty is fickle, and it all depends…
On whether or not you’ve got the goods
Like the wolf stalking little Red in the woods
Abandoning a pure soul once he took his pleasure, hah!
And yet they’ve all said: “the hood’s always got your back.”
(Chorus)
Why do I bother justifying your actions?
Whatever love I had for you burnt out with the ashes
You hurt even me, your own flesh and blood
The dam has breached; feel my rage come out like a flood.
So, go on and try to burn me with your tainted fire
Haven’t you heard? I’m a fucking survivor!
(Verse 2)
I’ve had enough of your shit!
Why do you keep on doing this?
I guess I’ll never have the answer
Every time I ask, you’re quick to resist.
Was it worth the way you destroyed our family?
It’s been years since I’ve truly felt happy
You were supposed to be our protector
Yet you’ve dumped us like garbage to indulge your sexuality.
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
You’ve torn out my heart, and left a black hole
I curse you for leaving me to figure out how to make myself whole
Your goal to push me down failed; I’m now higher
Nothing can take down a survivor.
(Chorus)
Written by LunasChild8
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Shattered Glass
Verse 1
I can’t breathe this toxic air
You’re suffocating me, yet you don’t even care
What am I to you? Just an emotional punching bag
You wouldn’t show me mercy even if I hang up a white flag.
You hurt me, I curse you; it’s a vicious circle
Our messed-up relationship is entirely controversial
You say “I love you” even as you paint my body in bruises
You only tolerate me for a few “uses.”
Chorus
1,2,3,4; retain your calm and remain composed
Even I can predict this dreadful forecast
I’m incredibly vulnerable; one wrong touch and I explode
Into a thousand shards of shattered glass
Verse 2
I’m crashing down to earth; I have no control
I didn’t know the consequences of selling my soul
My spirit begs me to flee, yet my stupid heart tells me to stay put
Seeing you with that woman feels like my heart’s been stomped on by your foot.
Chorus
1,2,3,4; retain your calm and remain composed
Even I can predict this dreadful forecast
I’m incredibly vulnerable; one wrong touch and I explode
Into a thousand shards of shattered glass.
My reflection is twisted in the shattered glass
I don’t know why I tolerated the fact that you harass…
…me, yet there’s the difference between us; a contrast…
…in our personalities; a weakness I shall surpass.
I can’t breathe this toxic air
You’re suffocating me, yet you don’t even care
What am I to you? Just an emotional punching bag
You wouldn’t show me mercy even if I hang up a white flag.
You hurt me, I curse you; it’s a vicious circle
Our messed-up relationship is entirely controversial
You say “I love you” even as you paint my body in bruises
You only tolerate me for a few “uses.”
Chorus
1,2,3,4; retain your calm and remain composed
Even I can predict this dreadful forecast
I’m incredibly vulnerable; one wrong touch and I explode
Into a thousand shards of shattered glass
Verse 2
I’m crashing down to earth; I have no control
I didn’t know the consequences of selling my soul
My spirit begs me to flee, yet my stupid heart tells me to stay put
Seeing you with that woman feels like my heart’s been stomped on by your foot.
Chorus
1,2,3,4; retain your calm and remain composed
Even I can predict this dreadful forecast
I’m incredibly vulnerable; one wrong touch and I explode
Into a thousand shards of shattered glass.
My reflection is twisted in the shattered glass
I don’t know why I tolerated the fact that you harass…
…me, yet there’s the difference between us; a contrast…
…in our personalities; a weakness I shall surpass.
Written by LunasChild8
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Black As Noir♠️
( a Concrete spill & scrub )
A
black
tar crow,
the night in
silhouette, he
flies away from
his inheritance but
is caged by syllables
and the past, black as
noir of death before
dawn, with sirens’
calling that also
turn to night,
but it’s then
as crow’s
perch’d
above
over
city
street,
fleeting
shadows
a city flash
neon strobe
that separates,
to merge into the
bars and private
clubs, the high
and the low
life are as
one tide
alone
till
an
onyx
wave,
tox-ic,
& mute,
a disdain,
rogue dog
crews of the
hour drag the
hookers back to
the alleys, and the
crow on his laptop to
peck about the sex,
of lovers & lies &
cold war spies,
the treachery
& butchery,
to look up
bomber
black-
outs
of
dime
store’
novels
(read in
hard rain)
by Mickey
S p i l l a n e
•♣️•
A
black
tar crow,
the night in
silhouette, he
flies away from
his inheritance but
is caged by syllables
and the past, black as
noir of death before
dawn, with sirens’
calling that also
turn to night,
but it’s then
as crow’s
perch’d
above
over
city
street,
fleeting
shadows
a city flash
neon strobe
that separates,
to merge into the
bars and private
clubs, the high
and the low
life are as
one tide
alone
till
an
onyx
wave,
tox-ic,
& mute,
a disdain,
rogue dog
crews of the
hour drag the
hookers back to
the alleys, and the
crow on his laptop to
peck about the sex,
of lovers & lies &
cold war spies,
the treachery
& butchery,
to look up
bomber
black-
outs
of
dime
store’
novels
(read in
hard rain)
by Mickey
S p i l l a n e
•♣️•
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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