Poetry competition CLOSED 6th November 2011 3:31am
WINNER
beautifullybrokenx
beautifullybrokenx
RUNNER-UP:
666gothchick
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Roller Coaster
An example
I work so hard to climb
This steep hill side
And when I finally reached the top
Everything starts to drop
Life goes from happy
To depressing
It happens so fast
it leaves me with questions to ask
Then I start to work my way up
Trying to finally fix it
Then I drop back down alone
At least I get to keep the photo
I work so hard to climb
This steep hill side
And when I finally reached the top
Everything starts to drop
Life goes from happy
To depressing
It happens so fast
it leaves me with questions to ask
Then I start to work my way up
Trying to finally fix it
Then I drop back down alone
At least I get to keep the photo
[font=Courier New][size=2] < turning on dimes >
Loose and crazy these female dinosaurs
busy buttering hunk to hunk
loose only for a piece of rump
and give me some toast
and let me watch the april sun
touch off flowers like dynamite
like fireflies on nuclear power cycles
honest-to-god real lightning and thunder bugs
bumblebees big as mountains but turning on dimes
stay out of their way
who gave me this day?
it's plain
it's gray
it's got nothing to say
it jerked my pay
from it's monkey sleigh
and shipped me live
on federal express
and now i'm new jersey
when i should have been new york
when i should have been a nice house
and a pretty garden
and not this beat-up cardboard box with a wet bottom
but at least my top's dry
begging
to be set on fire.
- - -
Loose and crazy these female dinosaurs
busy buttering hunk to hunk
loose only for a piece of rump
and give me some toast
and let me watch the april sun
touch off flowers like dynamite
like fireflies on nuclear power cycles
honest-to-god real lightning and thunder bugs
bumblebees big as mountains but turning on dimes
stay out of their way
who gave me this day?
it's plain
it's gray
it's got nothing to say
it jerked my pay
from it's monkey sleigh
and shipped me live
on federal express
and now i'm new jersey
when i should have been new york
when i should have been a nice house
and a pretty garden
and not this beat-up cardboard box with a wet bottom
but at least my top's dry
begging
to be set on fire.
- - -
When a glass hand cuts
when fate is tied to you and me
i undo the twist
to set us free
you pull me back into despair
still holding on
without a care
up and down on the razors edge
but i still fall without care
sliding of a narrow sledge
no nerve
when a glass hand cuts
when fate is tied to you and me
i undo the twist
to set us free
you pull me back into despair
still holding on
without a care
up and down on the razors edge
but i still fall without care
sliding of a narrow sledge
no nerve
when a glass hand cuts
Cutting edge (up and down)
we always argue
here and there
uncaring eyes
always stare
love still remains
more heart to heart
even more closer
and never apart
up and down
and still not steady
we need a break
or else we'll never be ready
we always argue
here and there
uncaring eyes
always stare
love still remains
more heart to heart
even more closer
and never apart
up and down
and still not steady
we need a break
or else we'll never be ready
I sit back and watch it all happen.
My world is falling apart..
My friends, all forgotten.
The only thing I have left is him.
He loves me one second,
and I'm filth another.
He hits me and breaks me,
then we make love.
He pushes me into corners,
and kicks me until I'm black and blue.
He kisses my bruises,
saying, "How could I do this to you??"
I love.
I hate.
What do I feel?
I do not know...
For the emotions have all left me.
I am nothing.
I am nothin.
I am nothi.
I am noth.
I am not.
I am no.
I am n.
I am.
I a.
I.
I a.
I am.
I am s.
I am st.
I am str.
I am stro.
I am stron.
I am strong.
I am stronge.
I am stronger.
Reasons to live
1-............
But then he tells me.
1. You are beautiful.
2. You mean the world to me.
3. You are perfect.
4. I can't live without you.
5. You're everything I could ever ask for.
He changes his mind.
1. I am disgusting.
2. You're a piece of shit.
3. I'm nasty and vile.
4. I want you dead. So I will kill you.
5. You're the opposite of what I want.
Again and again,
I deal with distortions.
He loves me, he hates me.
He needs to pick.
I'm broken,
I'm hurting..
I feel like all it'll take,
is one final kick.
I want him.
I hate him.
The feeling of him,
makes me want to be sick.
He's going to make up his mind.
Whether he likes it or not.
For if he doesn't,
I'm going to castrate his little dick.
A Hole In The Ground (SP Summerscales)
The end is near
it's all crazy
the future's unclear
and the present is so hazy
to get so near
but again it does escape me
what I hold so dear
always turns out to then hate me .
I'm a hole in the ground
20 foot down
everytime you fill me in
you empty me back out
with no reasoning ,
warning or a sound
it's to the breeze again
a kick and a clout .
What is my crime
what did I do
half the time
I don't think you even knew
second hand lies
are a waste of time
try to find
something thats brand new
if in time
that you do
I wouldn't mind
being one of those who knew .
I'm a hole in the ground
dig me out , fill me in
there is no sound
pick me up , drop me in
I wander around
wanting to not give in
I'm lost then I'm found
I just don't know
whats happening .
The end is near
it's all crazy
the future's unclear
and the present is so hazy
to get so near
but again it does escape me
what I hold so dear
always turns out to then hate me .
I'm a hole in the ground
20 foot down
everytime you fill me in
you empty me back out
with no reasoning ,
warning or a sound
it's to the breeze again
a kick and a clout .
What is my crime
what did I do
half the time
I don't think you even knew
second hand lies
are a waste of time
try to find
something thats brand new
if in time
that you do
I wouldn't mind
being one of those who knew .
I'm a hole in the ground
dig me out , fill me in
there is no sound
pick me up , drop me in
I wander around
wanting to not give in
I'm lost then I'm found
I just don't know
whats happening .
Amnesiac , Insomniac (SP Summerscales)
I tried to forget you
amnesiac , don't look back
but all that I look to
takes me back , insomniac
ingrained in brain tissue
memory back , sanity slack
each other in miss-use
It stains the pain , into black
each day I feign
but still I'm cracked
a viral strain
once again has hacked
infecting sections
of my sanity tract
altering directions
to off the beaten track
forget the condemnations
lets try to get it back
close up the canyons
re-join all the atoms
stop all this madness
from ever happening
I tried to forget you
amnesiac , don't look back
but all that I look to
takes me back , insomniac
ingrained in brain tissue
memory back , sanity slack
each other in miss-use
It stains the pain , into black
each day I feign
but still I'm cracked
a viral strain
once again has hacked
infecting sections
of my sanity tract
altering directions
to off the beaten track
forget the condemnations
lets try to get it back
close up the canyons
re-join all the atoms
stop all this madness
from ever happening
...
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the boss…she’s a master; her smile
her finger, thumb riding the edge of my rim
and with her nod...again
I roll-in.. it’s those fun times again
another Neptune night spent at the bar
seeing what’s seen as worthy and we’re raising the bar
the boss and…me & my friends;
we’re lined with new friends searching for their ends
it’s like a family re-union all over again
it's again, me & my friends…the placeholders
supporting them beverages for stars of euphoric enterprise
ale down; the sale is down as we watch the tide rise
ready to roll again because we’re into these guys
overlooking the thrill of each spill; overheard
“one more doll” the promise made…”it won’t kill”
it’s the laughter we’re after among other things
those forecasted promises of what the next sip brings
“sit it here doll; you can nurse it if you like…”
as another smile bounces along with the night
like voyeurs in-play or sitting off to the side
inconspicuous in the game; yet never do we hide
...
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the boss…she’s a master; her smile
her finger, thumb riding the edge of my rim
and with her nod...again
I roll-in.. it’s those fun times again
another Neptune night spent at the bar
seeing what’s seen as worthy and we’re raising the bar
the boss and…me & my friends;
we’re lined with new friends searching for their ends
it’s like a family re-union all over again
it's again, me & my friends…the placeholders
supporting them beverages for stars of euphoric enterprise
ale down; the sale is down as we watch the tide rise
ready to roll again because we’re into these guys
overlooking the thrill of each spill; overheard
“one more doll” the promise made…”it won’t kill”
it’s the laughter we’re after among other things
those forecasted promises of what the next sip brings
“sit it here doll; you can nurse it if you like…”
as another smile bounces along with the night
like voyeurs in-play or sitting off to the side
inconspicuous in the game; yet never do we hide
...
…
you rant & rave
you’re
the master
enslaved
you scream as you teach
the decibels aired
they can-not be breeched
you’re the
shouting-mellow fellow
who
dwells
outta reach
back & forth
docile as a fossil
with your silence colossal
unhurried
then buried
then you don’t move a muscle
gone away;
straight down
to
your tomb
with the girth of your mood swings
balance? NO room.
…
you rant & rave
you’re
the master
enslaved
you scream as you teach
the decibels aired
they can-not be breeched
you’re the
shouting-mellow fellow
who
dwells
outta reach
back & forth
docile as a fossil
with your silence colossal
unhurried
then buried
then you don’t move a muscle
gone away;
straight down
to
your tomb
with the girth of your mood swings
balance? NO room.
…
