Poetry competition CLOSED 20th May 2022 00:37am
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tomgoonery (Tommy.)
tomgoonery (Tommy.)
Heartbreak
absense [unfillable void]
hearts tunnel vision
hyper focased....on your fading
absense..... miss you
Written by AspergerPoet56
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Legerdemain
(was) She (was) magic
perhaps
not magickal(?)
Chicaned me like a
star-struck fan
at a magic show
when the illusionist’s
act was done
***** Poof! *****
like the white rabbit
She was gone.
I WILL forget
this legerdemain
one day. . .
Sooner if my sleeping life
will cooperate.
Written by Tallen
(earth_empath)
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Not all mothers were created equal
Not all mothers were created equal
some are the best
yet some are horrible
Some could give a fuck less about you and your family
while others fawn all over their own flesh and blood
I have not been that lucky
So when I see these things on social media
"youre lucky if you still talk to your mom"
I immediately feel PTSD
Not all mothers were created equal
I feel zero guilt
zero shame
she made her choices
What kind of "mother" sends a Christmas card to her granddaughters
spewing inside said card in her own hand written ink
what a piece of shit their mother, her daughter, is?
Who the fuck does that?
So, no....
I do not miss my mother
she is dead to me
and she knows why
I do miss the far and few times you actually were there for me
but there was always a catch
always a cost
and I was always broke
Not all mothers are nor were created equal
and this time of year is especially difficult
ridiculously hard
But I am strong
I get that from my father, BOOM!
Hope you are happy
All alone, no one near you no one close to you
you rotten ass miserable bitch
Ill pray for you, as I always do
some are the best
yet some are horrible
Some could give a fuck less about you and your family
while others fawn all over their own flesh and blood
I have not been that lucky
So when I see these things on social media
"youre lucky if you still talk to your mom"
I immediately feel PTSD
Not all mothers were created equal
I feel zero guilt
zero shame
she made her choices
What kind of "mother" sends a Christmas card to her granddaughters
spewing inside said card in her own hand written ink
what a piece of shit their mother, her daughter, is?
Who the fuck does that?
So, no....
I do not miss my mother
she is dead to me
and she knows why
I do miss the far and few times you actually were there for me
but there was always a catch
always a cost
and I was always broke
Not all mothers are nor were created equal
and this time of year is especially difficult
ridiculously hard
But I am strong
I get that from my father, BOOM!
Hope you are happy
All alone, no one near you no one close to you
you rotten ass miserable bitch
Ill pray for you, as I always do
Written by mysteriouslady
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For Your Consideration
I was lost in between eternities,
When my emotion went unreturned,
I wrote verses and recited volumes,
Despondent that my love went unanswered,
When her attention was somewhere else.
And for centuries I composed,
I carefully chose every word sensibly written,
That my smitten lovesick life had been smote,
Still I wrote with a physical and spiritual passion,
Always in a lyrical fashion to get her to notice,
But her attention was somewhere else.
I was adrift in the vast expanse,
In an abyss of dismal tempests and storms
When my love went unrequited,
Not even the stars across the universe
Could predict such misery and heartbreak
Because her attention was somewhere else.
Still I wrote about my devotion,
Standing on top of a mountain of pages,
With lines and rhymes that went on forever,
Pledging my undying emotion
Until the very end,
Even if she never noticed me.
Then I discovered some letters,
That someone else had written me,
Inscribed with a such a deep feeling
I was awestruck by someone else’s words,
Then I saw,
They were written in a time now long gone,
Waiting and dying for me to notice,
But my attention had been somewhere else.
Written by wallyroo92
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I'll Never Forget You
I’ll never forget you, darling.
I’ve devoted my life to loving you and I’ll always do.
Every day I review the love we had.
You were my baby and I loved you dearly.
How could I forget the love you ardently gave me?
You offered me more help than I deserved.
My heart won’t grow weary of reminiscence.
I cherish the short time I napped in the bosom of love.
I still feel the sensation of your kisses on my lips.
It was a truly fantastic experience to love you.
I’ll preserve the memories until I get back your love.
I’ll never forget your warmth.
The best days of my life were spent with you.
I’ll never rule out the possibility that you still love me.
Someday we might renew our love.
I’ll keep the hope alive that we’ll be together again.
My love won’t fade like the buds of spring.
The good times I had with you still remain on my mind.
And the years have strengthened my love for you.
You’ve lost my physical presence,
But you haven’t lost my love.
My heart won’t run out of love for you.
I’ll never forget our love.
A wonderful thing developed between us.
You aroused an indescribable feeling inside me.
I didn’t fully understand it,
But I enjoyed every moment with you.
And I tried vainly not to let it end.
I wondered whether it was a dream or a reality.
Admittedly, it appeared to be imaginings,
But it felt so real to me.
It was a love unlike any other love.
I’ll never forget the past.
My mind won’t quit looking back in time.
I’ve lost a treasure that I may never repossess.
Perhaps I could live without your love,
But I can’t live unless I keep thinking about you.
I remember your babyish voice
And the way I used to admire your slender figure.
How your enticing smile thrilled me!
You’re worth all the tears that fell from my eyes.
I’ll never forget you, darling.
I’ve devoted my life to loving you and I’ll always do.
Every day I review the love we had.
You were my baby and I loved you dearly.
How could I forget the love you ardently gave me?
You offered me more help than I deserved.
My heart won’t grow weary of reminiscence.
I cherish the short time I napped in the bosom of love.
I still feel the sensation of your kisses on my lips.
It was a truly fantastic experience to love you.
I’ll preserve the memories until I get back your love.
I’ll never forget your warmth.
The best days of my life were spent with you.
I’ll never rule out the possibility that you still love me.
Someday we might renew our love.
I’ll keep the hope alive that we’ll be together again.
My love won’t fade like the buds of spring.
The good times I had with you still remain on my mind.
And the years have strengthened my love for you.
You’ve lost my physical presence,
But you haven’t lost my love.
My heart won’t run out of love for you.
I’ll never forget our love.
A wonderful thing developed between us.
You aroused an indescribable feeling inside me.
I didn’t fully understand it,
But I enjoyed every moment with you.
And I tried vainly not to let it end.
I wondered whether it was a dream or a reality.
Admittedly, it appeared to be imaginings,
But it felt so real to me.
It was a love unlike any other love.
I’ll never forget the past.
My mind won’t quit looking back in time.
I’ve lost a treasure that I may never repossess.
Perhaps I could live without your love,
But I can’t live unless I keep thinking about you.
I remember your babyish voice
And the way I used to admire your slender figure.
How your enticing smile thrilled me!
You’re worth all the tears that fell from my eyes.
I’ll never forget you, darling.
Written by PittinixDesigns
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bereft of...
Wanting that
that, in particular.
To covet in dire profound
is to know
a hardened ache
An ache that relishes
it's own incessant-ness
To throb in full twenty-four
and to ache
every. single.
of each of the seven.
It's the way of life—
That which isn't inherently ours
is where a need
simmers
raging into a rolling boil.
Where thoughts become plan
and that plan
yearns of immediate action
.
.
.
.
.
with a fuck all,
to consequences
just a husk, left soulless
bereft.
Written by Bluevelvete
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An Empty Heart
What is the use of an empty heart
That beats for no reason
Supporting a corpse of emotions
Bland and stricken with obsolescence
Yet I appear to be invisible
Passing through walls of The Others
Vacuous entities I must endure
Navigating their realms of heartlessness
For what is the use of an empty heart
Devoid of love for another
Oblivious echoes repeat themselves
A failed crusade of nothingness
Just an empty space
Where a light should be
A useless empty Heart
That beats for no reason
Supporting a corpse of emotions
Bland and stricken with obsolescence
Yet I appear to be invisible
Passing through walls of The Others
Vacuous entities I must endure
Navigating their realms of heartlessness
For what is the use of an empty heart
Devoid of love for another
Oblivious echoes repeat themselves
A failed crusade of nothingness
Just an empty space
Where a light should be
A useless empty Heart
Written by Chakra777
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