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The love letter that was never sent

robert43041
Viking
Tyrant of Words
Canada 43awards
Joined 30th July 2020
Forum Posts: 918

Poetry Contest

(Real or fictional): the writer hesitated, thought best not to send it for reasons best know to him or her
Afraid of getting a negative response?  Afraid that it might be intercepted by someone not the intended receiver?  Some nasty secret involved?
So:  a real letter sent (and you rue the day) or  something totally fictional.

Poems up to 100 lines preferred.   Any style but I would like to see some rhymes really worked on.

Have fun with it.

Jordan
D.O.C.
Thought Provoker
United States 13awards
Joined 4th May 2022
Forum Posts: 245

Lip Service

or    
   
Why He Never Posted Countless Future Sonnets Professing His Love on Twitter    
   
*    
   
"I swear if thou comparest me still yet to one more summer's day --    
I ne'er again shall give thee head in this or any alleyway!"    
   
*    
   
a dedication of Respect    
for    
Preventing the Pain of not getting any    
   
a revolving helios couplet menippean satire on    
the course of true love yet e'er running smooth to    
the Pain of not getting any --    
just ask a syphilitic shakespeare of the "incurable    
bone-ache"    
   
may, 2023 -- the Realist a bard of Truth
still yet experiencing the brief cessation of Pain
on getting some --
yet again  
Written by Jordan (D.O.C.)
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nightbirdblue
enbyblue
Fire of Insight
United States 6awards
Joined 24th Sep 2017
Forum Posts: 77

Under The Mercury Moon

 
a token shared;  
I read into  
the sentiment  
...was it from you?  
 
or had I given this freely  
only to be returned?
 
 
an Irish blessing  
upon a medallion  
the message is clear but  
I can’t exactly remember  
some too many years ago  
even a decade longer  
 
since I knew your love  
and we were stronger
 
 
you’ve returned to me  
an art collection  
I gathered back then  
still, no recollection  
did you place it here  
intentionally?  
 
or is the message rejection  
of what could have been?
 
 
a few weeks go by, and I  
seek the answer still  
though I do not ask you  
instead this box again, I spill  
the content: more boxes  
artistic packs of cigarettes  
a creative expression  
I’ve lost, and now lack  
the will for connection  
wish you only the best  
 
even if that means  
we can no longer be friends
 
 
so I search within  
each box, mostly intact  
for perhaps a clue  
I may have before missed  
I can see it in my mind  
a message on a note  
folded up secrets  
hidden depths of romance  
 
but as my fingers pry open  
these empty spaces reflect  
empty promises I left you  
expecting more than I gave  
 
 
 
...I’m not surprised at my heartache  
~  
I’m certain it reflects what you felt...
 
 
 
 
still  
I long to break this silence  
desire the passion we once held  
you’ve left me again with no sign  
but I really don’t blame you  
from all those years ago  
when you read my tarot  
I should have listened to you then  
I shouldn’t have returned to those men  
and I should have hugged you goodbye  
 
but I couldn’t stand anymore  
to be the one who made you cry
 
 
for all the struggles I’ve survived  
I have only learned better  
how to spread my wings  
to rise above as a feather  
and have hope for a better life  
but it is the loss of your friendship  
a laden remorse I still hide  
I am brought once again  
 
to knees, weeping  
no respite
 
 
my biggest regret so far  
is not having more courage  
you only ever wanted the best  
and now the cards foretell  
 
it is time  
 
I will rise above, break my shackles  
I will shine radiant and strong  
so you may see my light  
no withholdings  
I will not ignore my reading  
like I did of yours, so long ago  
the voice of the cosmos speaks:  
 
three months’ time, I will reach out  
I must tell you what I’ve buried  
the last time we spoke  
the truth is, we had something  
 
more than friendship  
 
and maybe you still don’t know  
if that’s your sensual identity  
I’m not really sure either but  
this silence deafens me  
 
and I will not end my life  
neither by suicide or natural decay  
until my voice has been heard  
forever in my heart, you will remain  
 
my sweet friend of a lady  
you were intimate and also inspiring  
you were always the warrior woman  
that I wished to exemplify within me  
 
so I will rest my woes for a while  
let my poor choices subside  
work through PTSD on my own 'cause  
you don’t need to see me cry  
 
you need to see me in strength  
need reassurance, I am now right  
I have chosen to overcome  
and will not disappoint  
 
an aching desire  
an inkling of prediction  
the cards dangle before me  
a future may still be possible  
 
with you  
 
I will take the days as they come  
just one at a time  
until I may breach this barrier  
I’ve created to protect you  
and please also, you must know  
I will have no expectations  
your fate is your own  
 
but I will no longer deny my destiny  
 
I will come to you in time  
three months as I’ve been instructed  
my heart sings for such promise  
to unveil what’s been stifled  
unrequited love no longer  
I will show her...  
 
 
 
...I’ve never wept over a regret  
~  
like that last lost hug...
 
 
 
 
Written by nightbirdblue (enbyblue)
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Northern1
Fire of Insight
Iceland
Joined 15th Apr 2016
Forum Posts: 223

I Long To Be A Goshawk

In High School i had a thing for Lorelei.  She was cool and indifferent while inescapably hot and near
i wrote this to impress her but never showed it to her


I long to be a goshawk
and glide in the sky
like a butterfly
until I die
with a high sigh
oh my
then will you cry
Lorelei?
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PoetSpeak
Tyrant of Words
United States 54awards
Joined 17th Nov 2013
Forum Posts: 166

A Voice Writing our Story

There's a kinetic energy
Between lovers  
It's unspoken
 
It floats in aura 
Supreme and unflinching
Bold but telling
 
There are things 
I want to say them to you
But can't, so I write these poems 
 
I'm around you on every corner 
In your rear view mirror 
A voice writing our story
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Tre_poetic
Strange Creature
Joined 15th May 2023
Forum Posts: 2

Loving the flow

dejure
vick
Dangerous Mind
29awards
Joined 17th Aug 2015
Forum Posts: 2879

Unrequited Dream


 
 
 
we roam the abyss
hand in hand
blood drained hearts
connected by a notion
the mindless brains
couldn't understand
while our faceless heads
trying to express emotions
 
walking corpses
how the world sees us
shooting sardonic smiles
straight through us
 
but I'm,
blind to those cynical smiles
and deaf to those scathing words
I immunise myself, and I feel
numb towards the fucking world
 
except you...
 
our hands
sewed together  
with the
darkness

our feelings
connected
but we are
heartless

our lives
are bound
together by
a sadness

our stories
will tell
the twisted
madness
 
as I shut the world
around me and walk
into this novelty

because,
you are the escape
from my miserable
reality

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by dejure (vick)
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Tre_poetic
Strange Creature
Joined 15th May 2023
Forum Posts: 2

Anonymous

Am I mistaking or have I just seen an angel, with eyes so bright you've unknowingly set my world a light. Your smile is golden what I'd give just to embrace the treasure.

Should I make a move or stand from a distance, writing stalkish letters, which explains why your the reason for existence and with a little persistence maybe one day I'll have the courage to acknowledge my mania for a girl with such a beauteous presence.

You're not perfection, but your elegant structure denotes that you were handcrafted by god himself.
But how can it be possible for a god to create a goddess? Truly,  you are my heaven on earth

So I leave this rose as a token of my admiration, as I continue to imagine that one day you'll be mine.
For I'm just a dreamer writing words I'll never have the courage to mention.
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PAR
PAULO ACACIO RAMOS
Fire of Insight
Portugal 15awards
Joined 26th May 2022
Forum Posts: 209

My right to ask.

Who gave you the right
to close my ways?
To lick my death
and hide your guilt.
Fucking greed!

Who gave you the right
to suffocate my chest
with half truths?
Your blunt mind
uses blind words
to slice luck...

Do not abort
my glass wrists,
forget my loneliness
at the foot of the ear.

Don't degrade the obvious.
Pull the trigger,
rub the shame in the soul...

But calm down!
The enemies are armed...
who gave you the right
to stay by my side?

Life boost
that nothing reverts to liquid,
batrachian that inhabits my womb,
blunt knife, desolate faith.
shit boost
to get my shoes dirty.

Picking my hair
in the abundance of ticks
who are you really?

Mirror reflections
scattered in the room and
under the rugs...
across the dining room
like a strand of rotten pearls
that bursts
in the face of those who don't love.

Dark-sided seasick moon,
bump on the table top,
awkward face and
that kind of absence on the face.

This lack of solution,
this fear without cure...
what you never wanted
or what we never were...
only empty teeth
very, very, very hungry...


PAR
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robert43041
Viking
Tyrant of Words
Canada 43awards
Joined 30th July 2020
Forum Posts: 918

Crushed

Dear K.

I blew it so badly
My regrets, my tears
Would fill an Olympic size swimmimg pool
For I was such a fool

Trying to juggle with objects
Of precious Saxe porcelaine and crystals
But not knowing how

So I dropped it all
Thus smashing dreams and hopes
To pieces.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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neves
Twisted Dreamer
2awards
Joined 13th Mar 2023
Forum Posts: 29

Dark matter

 



Tortus
_______

He liked nails
scraping over
his cheeks

bound in
harnesses
of double
coin knots,

his breath
count always
began to
lessen

as I let
silver wheels
cruise down
his spine
in slow
motion.



Agata
______

She always
let me decide
what to wear

her adrenaline
would always
be rushing
each time
I turned up,

her thighs
indulged
in sailor
knots

tied up
to my
flog,

I want
to feel
every
tear

she
said.


Purus
_______

What can
I actually say

he always did
what he was
told to do

no matter
how hard
it was,

his reward
was walking
on a leash

with a neck
clasped in
leather

the chain
wrapped
tight over
my hand,

little ball
clenching
between
his teeth.



Revivere
________

She was
greedy as
she tried
to be

nothing
was off
the table
either,

she would
lay inside
my smooth
leather lap

waiting
for the next
hand clap
against her
pale cheek,

she told me
never to say
which tool
my hands
would pick

but she
loved the
paddle &
the crop

gliding up
her legs
into her
thighs

brushing
over her
swelling
bud,

knowing
there is
struggle
to find
power

inside
an hour
of dark
thought.
Written by neves
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neves
Twisted Dreamer
2awards
Joined 13th Mar 2023
Forum Posts: 29

This is what it feels like

 



Before  
I met you
everything
remained
in the air

I always
mastered
every deal
made to it

the way
nothing
came
close.



Sometimes
it angers me
how deeply
you pierce
into my skin

in the way
you remind me
I must sleep
in my bed,

in the way
you remind me
I should be
less like air

in the way
I want to grow
every broken
down root,


be less
violent to
my own
soul.



Written by neves
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ManorMyth
Man_Or_Myth
Twisted Dreamer
United States 2awards
Joined 14th Apr 2014
Forum Posts: 44

A Letter From Me To You

With my heart crushed from the realization that the one I longed for and the one that has my heart is someone I can't have nor can never be with, leaves me in remorse for all the time spent together. As if I am waking from a dream to find out the life we shared, the stories we told and the dreams we planned for one another, were just figments of my imagination and that time and distance was my reality, that kept a love that felt so strong and so right from progressing towards a happy ending, instead of this sad beginning of life without you to brighten my day with your soothing voice filling my ears. But, even though I understand what you are going through and I know I can't change what happened or what's going to happen, I'm writing this letter from me to you just to say one last time that  
" I love you".
Written by ManorMyth (Man_Or_Myth)
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Northern_Soul
-Missy-
Tyrant of Words
England 31awards
Joined 10th Jan 2021
Forum Posts: 5601

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