Simply The Best
faithmairee
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Forum Posts: 183
Faith Elizabeth Brigham
Tyrant of Words
10
Joined 29th Aug 2012 Forum Posts: 183
Poetry Contest Description
Submit one poem on any subject (nothing vulgar) that you believe is the best poem you have ever written.
This is your time to shine! Good luck and have fun! You have one week.
Update 8/31/20 : I am thrilled to see how many members have joined this competition. The quality of work being submitted so far is truly amazing!
There is still time left if you haven't entered the competition to do so. Good luck everyone!
Phantom2426
Francisco J Vera
Forum Posts: 5215
Francisco J Vera
Tyrant of Words
21
Joined 25th Jan 2020Forum Posts: 5215
Poetry Goddess
To my poetry goddess
You are out there
I'm waiting for
Your words of wisdom
ignite the fire of these
words to get back
on track to writing
the words that will
make your heart
melt like butter
so that I can be
my normal romantic
poet who enjoys
the naughty and
sexual things in Life
You are out there
I'm waiting for
Your words of wisdom
ignite the fire of these
words to get back
on track to writing
the words that will
make your heart
melt like butter
so that I can be
my normal romantic
poet who enjoys
the naughty and
sexual things in Life
Written by Phantom2426
(Francisco J Vera)
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Darkpoetria
DarkOakPoetry
Forum Posts: 18
DarkOakPoetry
Twisted Dreamer
1
Joined 22nd Sep 2019Forum Posts: 18
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Adzy
Forum Posts: 38
Twisted Dreamer
4
Joined 13th Feb 2016 Forum Posts: 38
Domestic
Another night, another fight
I'm in my room, I'm full of fright
So much stress, so much pain
I wish it all would go away
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
Kick and scratch, claw and bite
Why did you cheat, why did you lie?
You make me sick, you make me cry
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
He throws a left, he throws a right
A broken nose, a bruise and scar
Is this the night that it goes too far?
This shit's been going on for far too long
It's time for you to pay for what you've done!
Another night, another fight
This is it, it ends tonight
You've gotten on my very last nerve
You're gunna get, what you deserve
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
We're not taking your shit no more
Tonight you're gunna wind up on the floor!
I'm in my room, I'm full of fright
So much stress, so much pain
I wish it all would go away
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
Kick and scratch, claw and bite
Why did you cheat, why did you lie?
You make me sick, you make me cry
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
Another night, another fight
He throws a left, he throws a right
A broken nose, a bruise and scar
Is this the night that it goes too far?
This shit's been going on for far too long
It's time for you to pay for what you've done!
Another night, another fight
This is it, it ends tonight
You've gotten on my very last nerve
You're gunna get, what you deserve
Do you even care what you've done?
You hurt your wife, your daughter and son!
We're not taking your shit no more
Tonight you're gunna wind up on the floor!
Written by Adzy
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Ahavati
Forum Posts: 14270
Tyrant of Words
116
Joined 11th Apr 2015Forum Posts: 14270
Milestone
I.
I turned 60 this morning—finally
3:33 AM—because I couldn’t wait
until sunrise to be born
nor calm weather—
but a storm of magnitude
beating hospital windows;
and noisy generators
restoring power to wards
I was naturally a second child
forced into first position
by the death of a sister
I never had a hometown
nor friends from birth—
we relocated constantly
I've done the marriage thing
followed by divorce, amicably—
continued on my own solitarily
Now, in the time a leaf hits the ground—
that quick! 60 Autumns have passed;
and, I am blessed, with zero regrets
That is the power
of forgiving yourself for mistakes—
letting go of what you cannot have
II.
I may pass-over tomorrow;
but, I will leave experienced
having known children—
and children's children
upon these ever-aging knees
I have accomplished great things
through protest and advocacy;
a medical clinic will outlive me—
saving lives along the way;
as will the dental, decades
beyond death; skeletal smiles
testaments to healthy teeth
historic landmarks will remain—
their iconic presence solidifying skylines:
the great Loray and Chronicle cotton mills
now family townhomes
and festive event halls
Yet, all of those are just doings
III.
My greatest achievement
and legacy is relinquishing control;
overcoming insecurity—
that fear of being Loved
wholly for yourself—
due to feelings of unworthiness
dominating reason
We all know Loving is easy—
giving to others natural
innate as breathing
But, receiving—opening up—
trusting another with our truth
is difficult to master
because it takes trust in our self
We don’t see it that way
because we’re looking out
toward that person we want
amid circumstance we face
There is nothing I can say
that will magically transform
your heart from a defensive rampart—
you can only lower the drawbridge
through personal experience
I can, however, sow a seed. . .
IV.
Tell yourself, every day
you trust what you feel in your gut—
balance that with thought;
not the reverse
feeling always comes first—
protect your spirit
from your mind
Know you will survive
when ( not if ) your heart breaks—
learn the language of pain
it will teach you of red flags:
warning, danger, are we having fun
repeating our patterns yet. . .
Try again; and, again—
try so much you become numb
until you barely remember
red except for lipstick you don;
or, matching nail polish;
until you are moving forward
regardless of the pain
until you’re not choking on rejection;
but, rejecting instead—
regardless who your truth may hurt
You have an obligation to Love—
to be honest above all else
that you are liberated from fear;
air your secrets—forgive missteps
trust yourself to survive the worst
Because you will. . .I know
I finally turned 60 this morning;
and, there is no greater reason to live
than Loving and being Loved in return
I wish this for everyone
~
I turned 60 this morning—finally
3:33 AM—because I couldn’t wait
until sunrise to be born
nor calm weather—
but a storm of magnitude
beating hospital windows;
and noisy generators
restoring power to wards
I was naturally a second child
forced into first position
by the death of a sister
I never had a hometown
nor friends from birth—
we relocated constantly
I've done the marriage thing
followed by divorce, amicably—
continued on my own solitarily
Now, in the time a leaf hits the ground—
that quick! 60 Autumns have passed;
and, I am blessed, with zero regrets
That is the power
of forgiving yourself for mistakes—
letting go of what you cannot have
II.
I may pass-over tomorrow;
but, I will leave experienced
having known children—
and children's children
upon these ever-aging knees
I have accomplished great things
through protest and advocacy;
a medical clinic will outlive me—
saving lives along the way;
as will the dental, decades
beyond death; skeletal smiles
testaments to healthy teeth
historic landmarks will remain—
their iconic presence solidifying skylines:
the great Loray and Chronicle cotton mills
now family townhomes
and festive event halls
Yet, all of those are just doings
III.
My greatest achievement
and legacy is relinquishing control;
overcoming insecurity—
that fear of being Loved
wholly for yourself—
due to feelings of unworthiness
dominating reason
We all know Loving is easy—
giving to others natural
innate as breathing
But, receiving—opening up—
trusting another with our truth
is difficult to master
because it takes trust in our self
We don’t see it that way
because we’re looking out
toward that person we want
amid circumstance we face
There is nothing I can say
that will magically transform
your heart from a defensive rampart—
you can only lower the drawbridge
through personal experience
I can, however, sow a seed. . .
IV.
Tell yourself, every day
you trust what you feel in your gut—
balance that with thought;
not the reverse
feeling always comes first—
protect your spirit
from your mind
Know you will survive
when ( not if ) your heart breaks—
learn the language of pain
it will teach you of red flags:
warning, danger, are we having fun
repeating our patterns yet. . .
Try again; and, again—
try so much you become numb
until you barely remember
red except for lipstick you don;
or, matching nail polish;
until you are moving forward
regardless of the pain
until you’re not choking on rejection;
but, rejecting instead—
regardless who your truth may hurt
You have an obligation to Love—
to be honest above all else
that you are liberated from fear;
air your secrets—forgive missteps
trust yourself to survive the worst
Because you will. . .I know
I finally turned 60 this morning;
and, there is no greater reason to live
than Loving and being Loved in return
I wish this for everyone
~
Written by Ahavati
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
Forum Posts: 5134
jade tiger
Tyrant of Words
154
Joined 9th Nov 2015 Forum Posts: 5134
Dark Love, Sleepless Night
( a double Sonnet )
I stand before this soul of mourning stars
That drift within the bound’ries of my heart.
To ever show the light my open scars,
And keep desire stilled when we’re apart.
To separate the nature of my pain
While even in a crowd I am alone.
Forbidden tears ignite and fall as rain,
But never will they see a love that’s flown.
Determined, the inclusion of my truth,
The heaven-sent of you is ever near.
And driven by the beauty of our youth,
A reckless, hopeful, carefree, happy year!
I only hope for love, I won’t pretend.
To have it for a day, to never end.
It was the moon that overflowed with milk,
And kept the atrium of night awake.
While pouring out my grief in shades of silk,
You looked on mockingly then turned away.
A chrysalis, I bled with every sting,
A deity, the dignity you bore.
And yet, from pillars of each broken wing,
I heard you weep across a barren shore.
A morning rise of oranges from a tree,
The moon becomes an apple as it sets.
Below, among the shells of sand’s debris,
The stillborn tides of day will soon forget.
When love is dark it blends in with the night,
So when love cannot sleep the moon is bright.
Written by Jade-Pandora
(jade tiger)
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wallyroo92
Forum Posts: 1757
Tyrant of Words
147
Joined 11th July 2012Forum Posts: 1757
MaryWalker
Forum Posts: 225
Fire of Insight
3
Joined 20th Mar 2015Forum Posts: 225
[ Tolkien ] Eowyn's Song
Running, I sprint
dashing into war
not in want to make a name for myself
Leaving such a fool's misguided folly
to the unrequited sycophantic
No opportunity for despair
fewer moments to spare for melancholy
Unwavering is the gilded blade
I wield impossibly in the frantic
Charging through collapsing lines
fury of axe upon tin shield
Flaming volley raining down
Death everywhere on battlefield
Dodging poisoned tips of spears
becoming painfully numb to my fears
as I watch yet another mother's son
die within the prime of his years
A weaving of mist, ash, fume---
I choke for breath in the woolen air
before me as if a bloody, swollen wound
nursed without any tender care
Too late for any promises to keep
as I venture deep into the foray
to find more of my kin
have come to lay
dead and broken
Their fate?
An eternal sleep
blanketed by this awful burial shroud
It takes everything in me to carry on
lamenting the fallen
and through tears
I wail aloud
Now you shall taste
the deadly kiss of this blade
Far from timid lass
I am no servant maid
The mold of my destiny
long ago was cast;
forged for battle
I was made
And if I remain standing
when darkness has passed
in fleeting moments of life
your very last
if your ego is that demanding
take it as an insult to your pride
wear it like a crown
on this very day
you will have died
Under dawning sky
when morning star comes around
you may shatter my bones
but I will not break
No swinging hammer shall ever
bring me down
if any can
In a lifetime spent unafraid to die
lived quietly in the shadows of men
now hear the rage in my voice
my battle cry
hear it loud
suffer me now
I am no man
Written by MaryWalker
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PsycoticMastermind
Forum Posts: 209
Thought Provoker
2
Joined 20th Mar 2015Forum Posts: 209
[2015] White Noise
I scream;
larynx tearing at the seam
Trying to shout;
only choked warblings come out
I dream;
nightmarish world crowding all about
Me?
Will I wake up?
Unsettling, doubt
creeps into this ...
dome
Sad place you call,
Home
where playground grass
never is growing;
an artificial turf untouched
by children in to-ing and fro-ing
Quothing, the Raven sings
crowing his Edgar Allen Poe-ing
upon entering the Story Space
and bursts into flame -
shrieking
shriking
plummeting to the ground---
charred beak, singed feathers
landing upon my face
White Noise;
deadly radius of superficial static
while locked away in dusty attic:
vibration unvocalized into words
White Noise;
spiraling down from the sky
lame magpied fried---
scorched scores of dying blackbirds
I fail to scream
This is where sonnetry goes to die!
Can't shout
Where lyricality commits suicide!
Trapped inside
youth crying to be let out
bloodying their crippled fists
against rusty hinged attic doors
Through cobwebbed keyholes
wild eyed blind boys peep
while the pigeon-toed deaf girls
weep
White Noise!
Where the locals can be heard
discouraging poetry from being
put forth into word
broadcast as song
pretending life is normal
as if nothing is wrong
all along
going about their lives
chanting
White Noise
Impenetrable is the sound barrier
White Noise
Downing any feathered message carrier
White Noise
Death to each and every dirty bird
White Noise
Drowning out the ugly truths
desperate to be seen and heard
White Noise
Written by PsycoticMastermind
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Magnetron
Forum Posts: 433
Fire of Insight
6
Joined 20th July 2014Forum Posts: 433
[ The Muse(s) ] Wisdom And Blessings
For many years I sat
under a banyan tree
waiting
for the mysteries of the Universe
to avail themselves to me
The only wisdom I gained
from the entire experience was
it was no mystery that I
ended up covered in bird shit
The only blessing I gained
as a result of sitting there
with sparrows shitting in my hair
before flying away?
You
came along today
offering an umbrella
the pleasure of your company
and encouragement
to keep trying
Written by Magnetron
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Anarchitect
Forum Posts: 105
Twisted Dreamer
1
Joined 21st Apr 2015Forum Posts: 105
[2017] Poetry Without Reservations
Things have got to change
Things have got to change
Can't take this same shit
different day banality
anymore
Familiar to strange
From familiar to strange
Stepping out into traffic
Exit the revolving door
Free my mind
from this reality designed
by its control freak Architects
with their agents of
imbalanced checks
To hell with what
everyone else expects---
It's not about taking chances
Its all about
l i v i n g in the moment
free versed
gone off the grid
Poetry without reservations
I'm fucking first
said Ego to the Id
Poetry without reservations
Poetry
without
reservations
Written by Anarchitect
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BEL CANTO
Life’s breath
from deep inside
upward it climbs
by diaphragm propelled
‘cross thrumming chords
tune formulates
dynamics modulate
Melodious missile
through troubadour lips explodes
notes off walls ricochet
penetrating hearts
bombarding souls with rhythm
Aural possession
causing smiles to grow
toes to tap, fingers to snap
crystal tears to flow
happy hands to clap
Storytelling vibrations
propagate messages
of peace, love, pain
sensuality, rebellion
To bind wounds
be continually resurrected
from the misery
the tedious doldrums
of this terrestrial existence
for all this do I sing
from deep inside
upward it climbs
by diaphragm propelled
‘cross thrumming chords
tune formulates
dynamics modulate
Melodious missile
through troubadour lips explodes
notes off walls ricochet
penetrating hearts
bombarding souls with rhythm
Aural possession
causing smiles to grow
toes to tap, fingers to snap
crystal tears to flow
happy hands to clap
Storytelling vibrations
propagate messages
of peace, love, pain
sensuality, rebellion
To bind wounds
be continually resurrected
from the misery
the tedious doldrums
of this terrestrial existence
for all this do I sing
Written by Gahddess_Worship
(Osomajestuoso)
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Poems4me
Joined 22nd July 2020
Forum Posts: 69
Thought Provoker
Forum Posts: 69
Good Men Still Exist
Greatness in the form of a spiritual being
Outstanding conversation and wonderful company
Opens doors all the time
Dedicated to love and family
Making time for his lady
Exerting confidence and dominance
Never listening to nonsense
Staying focused on his dreams
Thankful for everything that comes his way
Illuminating positive vibes
Leader of the family
Lovable at all times
Extremely protective of who he loves
Xenodochial
Independent in every way
Stable enough to make sure all the bills can be paid
Thorough about all decisions made
Written by Poems4me
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