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Storm

fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Tyrant of Words
United States 8awards
Joined 24th Mar 2024
Forum Posts: 158

Poetry Contest

Internal Storm
Alright everyone this is the last competition I am creating for the summer.  
I want you to describe an internal storm.

What was the cause?
What did you do?
Did it ever go away?
Did you feel helpless? Why

This is a 2 week competition. Good luck everyone. Fia xoxo

Bonanza1
Twisted Dreamer
United States 2awards
Joined 3rd July 2022
Forum Posts: 12

Stormed

 They were knights of a brutal silence.
Hanging at my door and my bed just beyond it
  a gaze to the left and right that turned
 to glance suddenly that landed on the stares

In pieces lay there
Armor
On the stares were lashes wet and
called casualties
And on the bed huddled amidst
Spreads of iron --- a sheeted metal
And I under it
A shutter in the dark that clanged wildly

The knight had taken my tongue
 would draw a sword and shelve it
Would separate me peace by peace
And leave me where I lie
Written by Bonanza1
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Vision_of_insanity
Tyrant of Words
United States 14awards
Joined 22nd Jan 2024
Forum Posts: 92

Interior Confinement

I hold myself in disdain
I don't give a fuck
I've got nothing to hide
No one understands
A part of me has died

Utopia rejected on Earth that's hell
My mind is lonely, no different from a cell
My body is sick, which I can't leave behind
What will it take to medicate the mind

Exit the womb to a tomb
Can't adjust
Alone in my room
Depend on my departed friend
Not remembering
How long has it been
If there's one thing I've learned
Comfort cannot be found
Nowhere to grow
Nobody's fault but mine
Painfully existing alone
Infinite incarceration

You have to lose so much to find your heart
Even your innocence
Thinking back as a kid
What being alone did
It’s not so pretty now
That's where addiction was found
I'd burn those houses down
Into a hole in the ground
And I'd burn them down again
And I'd make it evident
With satisfaction just to laugh at the fucking flames

Now as I'm older and wiser
I've worked out my mistakes
I made sure that my past is left behind
No one knows how much the mind can take
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MadameLavender
Guardian of Shadows
United States 90awards
Joined 17th Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 5726

The Violence Of The Day

I cannot fix
what I did not break--
but I tried to neutralize it,
your anger
emotions
when I could.

I felt the pressure
today
(building)
Everyone else did, too.

Funny
how time slows
just before the worst--
is it so we can have a few more seconds
to escape
or so the pain is dulled?

We knew today was different
and somehow
it was coming
(this time)
for real--

No more regersals.
Could I have steered things differently
years ago
in the classroom
where I taught you?

Probably not.

That's the sad part--
seeing it coming
and not one could help you
except yourself
if you had just tried.

Do we have to worry
about tomorrow
or some other tomorrow
that you'll come back for us
and try to finish
what was interrupted today?

I should have tried harder
but I thought it was enough
when I saw your smile
when I told you
that we take no disease
and hurt with us
when we die
because those aren't allowed
in heaven.

Maybe that seed will still grow
and this, too
shall pass.
Written by MadameLavender
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Thought Provoker
United States 10awards
Joined 26th Nov 2018
Forum Posts: 188

Amidst My Storm

Await the coming storm I will,
Amid it’s bearing swells I stand stoically still.
I look up into the clouded heavens for prayer,
Little did I know there was evil in the air.
Once more staring into that gray,
I shall never see the radiance again of day.

The distant waves coming I hear,
Myself alone I hold so dear.
The chill of the northernly gust slaps my cheek,
The bleeding of the sun through the clouds I’ll never again seek.
Ankle deep on the shoreline, I watch the horizon dye twilight into the sky,
The next bleedful thing to my mind is the tear from my eye.

Maybe there’s something there my mind couldn’t see?
Rather the bleeding mosaic indeed be my own mind!
The swelling of my heart in tune with the rolling waves and gusts against my chest.
Perhaps I shall wake up from this nightmare and rest,
But the flickering hallucinations around me swarm,
And I stand patient for the beating of the coming storm!
Written by gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
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gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Thought Provoker
United States 10awards
Joined 26th Nov 2018
Forum Posts: 188

Poetic Firestorm

It’s a firestorm  
that rages… and whirls… within my body,  
that no hand of sanity can smother.  

My innards burn,  
my blood boils,  
the flesh upon me bubbles.  
 
Sane, as I may have been before,  
the virtues that encased this body with innocence  
has long but burned away.
Written by gothicsurrealism (Daniel Long)
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DampKitten
Fire of Insight
United States 3awards
Joined 20th Apr 2024
Forum Posts: 19

Molting

How then
am I to mention the
process of molting without
elaborating my own desecration

without describing the evaporation
of my divine inner plumage
inside this stillwater
storm of sunshine

the truth of light banishes
my bright gleaming feathers
beneath the blaze of her warm summer rays

my decimated colors float away
ugly duckling in the paralyzed stream of my soul
hideously bland and un-whole

Bring on then the gnashing dullness of winter
the unforgiving freeze of hard hollow wind
let healing begin

heart hanging radiant against a desolate sky
wings waving goodbye

Written by DampKitten
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Dangerous Mind
United States 13awards
Joined 11th Aug 2016
Forum Posts: 260

A Soul's Inferno

Much's unresolved and'll never be
And it's waging a war inside of me
She hurt me deeply down to my core
Nothing in life's the same as before

Those closed doors can't be reopened
Cause her body's incinerated in a coffin  
Ashes are now restin' inside of an urn
While the pain I feel continues to burn
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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da_poetic-edifier
Damon
Dangerous Mind
United States 13awards
Joined 11th Aug 2016
Forum Posts: 260

Cries Til Sunrise

I've come a long way since that fateful day
The day that GOD chose to take you away
My emotions use to sway towards ideation
But that sum didn't add up in the equation

Depression unsucessfully pulled me asunder
I couldn't see clearly like the Stevie Wonder
But I'm a Soldier with or without the uniform
I've earned my stripes and weathered storms

My heart's been torn but it's starting to mend
The pain's are subsiding but they'll never end
I bend but won't break for weight on my shoulders
No pain, no gains; I'm sane and getting stronger
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 17014

The Storm Within

what can she say when a storm within
the depths of her heart had started to grow
the cold touches of betrayal begin to descent
in her complacency and trust so sure

the twenty years of togetherness
gone in a minute like a train crash
nothing seemed to make sense
gone now the security just love unsure
 
hubby dear so handsome so faithful
had tasted the forbidden fruit of outside love
embraced the lovemaking on a strange bed
tasted the ambrosia and varieties of excitement

now he chose to stray and play hard
indulging in once was mere fantasy
he couldn't return and shattered his world
with his wife, once beloved now a memory

her world was torn asunder
her thoughts were storms wrecking her heart
sacrifices made love rendered now all dusts
she watched him leave silently screaming

Amid the chaos she didn't drown
nor did she surrender into madness
she gathered the pieces of her around
weathered the storm summoning strength

when the storm abated and her tears dried up
her heart was healed her smile returned
she stood up and set herself free
fighting to the peak of her own destiny

she fell in love with another man
who left for the stars so far away
she cried for him and hurt again
but she always knew there would be storms

she went through storms life had for her
she emerged strong ready for destinations
that life would push for her to adventure
I am strong, a survivor of storms

Written by Grace (IDryad)
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Daevileyes
Lost Thinker
Romania 2awards
Joined 21st Jan 2017
Forum Posts: 17

storm

I'm caught up in this storm
On my way home
It's pouring down my tears
Flooding my eyes for years

Years of constant fears
Shriek of terror in my ears
And the anxiety that  crawls in
All over my decayed skin

I'ma carve it out
There's no doubt
I just need to cut deep
Enough - I'm a creep

A few more steps up the ridge
No more pain in this glitch
I'm living day by day
My fix is on the way

Thunders roar
Down the shore
From crimson clouds
Numbing shouts

Of my crimson thoughts
Chocking knots
As I walk, walk alone
On my way home
Written by Daevileyes
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ConsequentialChaos
Thought Provoker
United States 2awards
Joined 7th Oct 2022
Forum Posts: 29

The Journey

In the throws of youth there is a constant storm
A hurricane of unrelenting confusion, and frustration
Deafening thunder roars, and fierce gales screech

How can one see the path, when it keeps getting blown away?
A wall of manipulation separates their eyes from the beauty beyond the monsoon
Anxiety takes hold, along with its companion claustrophobia

To find shelter, you must seek to find the eye of the storm
The center of the chaos, which is calm
For that is where you will find your own center

You've been seeking what is beyond, while overlooking what is within
The piece of yourself In the middle of it all
Seek the elegance of the present

To weather the storm you must walk through it
Braving it's ferocious force
You must find the eye of the storm
Written by ConsequentialChaos
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thoughtsdie
Lost Thinker
Joined 17th Aug 2023
Forum Posts: 7

Storms Breath

The dust of remains  
Tucks in the dead  
Never leaves crevices vacant  
Or wrinkles clean  
Land is always ready for sweeping  
 
With traces of existence  
I bring back faces  
Forgotten since the first grain  
Expressionless  
 
Fall through grasps  
Stick onto wounds  
Grind down to a being less  
Someone who never was  
But a breath you took
 
Every storm carries a part of us  
Gone, lost forever  
Exhales gather
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Liziantus-Marantus
Ivelina Boneva
Thought Provoker
Bulgaria 2awards
Joined 7th Nov 2018
Forum Posts: 141

My Little Island

On my little island,there is always peace.
Nobody who tries to hurt me.
And nobody leaves.

With palm trees,sunshine.
My little island filled with flowers.
Filled with diamonds,gold.

Jewelry,I know.
Where you and me will feel whole.
And watch the starry skies tonight.

On my little island,there's none to please.
I won't be a burden,I won't feel unease.
If I could leave this world.

My little island,no place like home.
Even if it's all in my head,I know.
A paradise of peace,all on my own.

I won't be sad on my little island.
I won't be insecure no more.
And there's nobody I have to be.

By standarts,rules.
I'll just be me.
So take my hand and come with me.

Together on my little island,we'll be able to breathe.
And no need to hide what's underneath.
Let's go to my hidden paradise.

Give you comfort and see the joy in your eyes.
As we let out peaceful sighs.
Where time slowly flies.

Let's fly together and escape our problems.
On my little island,full of serenity and peace.
There is none to please.

Let us travel far away and feel at ease.
Looking at the sunset,evergreen trees.
On the shore,near the deep,blue seas.

If I could live for just one day.
It would feel like eternity,I would come here,put my frown away.
I could travel the whole night.

If it means I could escape to my little island for a moment.
Use my bed to sail away.
I could brighten up my eyes any day.

I sure won't be crying on my little island.
Let's travel in my head.
Spend time together,as we cuddle in bed.

I'll wipe the tears you shed.
And show you what happiness truly meant.
Written by Liziantus-Marantus (Ivelina Boneva)
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