Poetry competition CLOSED 2nd April 2012 6:21am
WINNER
lightbaron
lightbaron
RUNNER-UP:
Atropabelladonna
Let's See what you have!
Anonymous
Poetry Contest Description
A description of the feeling of it all fading away-100 words or less. Freestyle.
Okay, so lets see whats out there, no real rules other than word count-and By Fading Away-It could be anything-time, love, life-get deep on me!
A month
4 weeks ago I felt whole;
Feeling one with my soul.
Getting lost inside my mind;
Wondering what I would find inside!
3 weeks ago I could not grasp anything at all;
I just continued to fall.
Loosing a thought one by one;
I slowly became undone.
2 weeks ago I can't do this shit no more;
I can't even go outside; even to the store.
Trapped inside my hell;
My skin made cell.
Last week I could no longer speak;
As I became sick, and awful week.
Couldn't stand on my own two feet;
This fate I could not beat.
Today they increased my morphine;
Nothing no longer to be seen.
Im dead to the world now;
Lost and confused; not knowing how!
4 weeks ago I felt whole;
Feeling one with my soul.
Getting lost inside my mind;
Wondering what I would find inside!
3 weeks ago I could not grasp anything at all;
I just continued to fall.
Loosing a thought one by one;
I slowly became undone.
2 weeks ago I can't do this shit no more;
I can't even go outside; even to the store.
Trapped inside my hell;
My skin made cell.
Last week I could no longer speak;
As I became sick, and awful week.
Couldn't stand on my own two feet;
This fate I could not beat.
Today they increased my morphine;
Nothing no longer to be seen.
Im dead to the world now;
Lost and confused; not knowing how!
Anonymous
Atropabelladonna said:A month
4 weeks ago I felt whole;
Feeling one with my soul.
Getting lost inside my mind;
Wondering what I would find inside!
3 weeks ago I could not grasp anything at all;
I just continued to fall.
Loosing a thought one by one;
I slowly became undone.
2 weeks ago I can't do this shit no more;
I can't even go outside; even to the store.
Trapped inside my hell;
My skin made cell.
Last week I could no longer speak;
As I became sick, and awful week.
Couldn't stand on my own two feet;
This fate I could not beat.
Today they increased my morphine;
Nothing no longer to be seen.
Im dead to the world now;
Lost and confused; not knowing how!
Thank you, and Wow! What a start.
4 weeks ago I felt whole;
Feeling one with my soul.
Getting lost inside my mind;
Wondering what I would find inside!
3 weeks ago I could not grasp anything at all;
I just continued to fall.
Loosing a thought one by one;
I slowly became undone.
2 weeks ago I can't do this shit no more;
I can't even go outside; even to the store.
Trapped inside my hell;
My skin made cell.
Last week I could no longer speak;
As I became sick, and awful week.
Couldn't stand on my own two feet;
This fate I could not beat.
Today they increased my morphine;
Nothing no longer to be seen.
Im dead to the world now;
Lost and confused; not knowing how!
Thank you, and Wow! What a start.
To Come My Way
As time does slip
the colour , loses grip ,
old memories , in mind
when loved , when happy shined .
A song , gets played
the once , is strong , again
love gone , I see your face
the pain , I just can't take .
As time elapses
we bury hatchets ,
what I had
I hope to catch it ,
sometimes I'm sad
then I get past that ,
it drives me mad
opening caskets .
Life of today
becomes the played
time will not stay
it just creates ,
more happiness
to always fade ,
or a new love
to come my way .
As time does slip
the colour , loses grip ,
old memories , in mind
when loved , when happy shined .
A song , gets played
the once , is strong , again
love gone , I see your face
the pain , I just can't take .
As time elapses
we bury hatchets ,
what I had
I hope to catch it ,
sometimes I'm sad
then I get past that ,
it drives me mad
opening caskets .
Life of today
becomes the played
time will not stay
it just creates ,
more happiness
to always fade ,
or a new love
to come my way .
Anonymous
Another great entry! Keep them coming-thank you so much.
Anonymous
FADING AWAY
I am your servant
You are my master
You have taught me
To humble myself
So the ego in me
Has faded away
I only do or say
When permitted
Naked I sit
Not thinking
The me in me has gone away
I am your servant
You are my master
You have taught me
To humble myself
So the ego in me
Has faded away
I only do or say
When permitted
Naked I sit
Not thinking
The me in me has gone away
I have
faded
away yet again I am
sand
disappearing on the breeze.
Time is such a
strange
word and concept
and it's
definition,
how it makes me think.
Why, sweet time, can you not just
pause momentarily
and let this fading
disappear
like my soul and mind into
emptiness.
faded
away yet again I am
sand
disappearing on the breeze.
Time is such a
strange
word and concept
and it's
definition,
how it makes me think.
Why, sweet time, can you not just
pause momentarily
and let this fading
disappear
like my soul and mind into
emptiness.
Anonymous
Cinny said:I have
faded
away yet again I am
sand
disappearing on the breeze.
Time is such a
strange
word and concept
and it's
definition,
how it makes me think.
Why, sweet time, can you not just
pause momentarily
and let this fading
disappear
like my soul and mind into
emptiness.This is a great read and write-thank you for entering.
faded
away yet again I am
sand
disappearing on the breeze.
Time is such a
strange
word and concept
and it's
definition,
how it makes me think.
Why, sweet time, can you not just
pause momentarily
and let this fading
disappear
like my soul and mind into
emptiness.This is a great read and write-thank you for entering.
Anonymous
Grey dust left on the horizon
All gritty and textured fine
hot burning sultry land
human life has left our world
wrecks of metal rusty
no oxygen for souls to breath
mother nature broken
inhabitants stole this earth.
Ashen bitter burnt out
Fading to nothing at all
If only people could see what
damage they have done !!
All gritty and textured fine
hot burning sultry land
human life has left our world
wrecks of metal rusty
no oxygen for souls to breath
mother nature broken
inhabitants stole this earth.
Ashen bitter burnt out
Fading to nothing at all
If only people could see what
damage they have done !!
Anonymous
Amazing entries so far-Thank's so much everyone-great reads from ALL
fade away
is a way too heavy a term
for a
dreamer a
junky a
many a time lost lover
and a dead head
to take lightly
fade away is my failed god
oh ive worshipped and felt grace
between nods
but here again today
fade has
fell short in
so many ways
sweet oblivion teased
and taken without
the rites to stay
is a way too heavy a term
for a
dreamer a
junky a
many a time lost lover
and a dead head
to take lightly
fade away is my failed god
oh ive worshipped and felt grace
between nods
but here again today
fade has
fell short in
so many ways
sweet oblivion teased
and taken without
the rites to stay
Faded (A Pint-Sized Poem)
I thought I was whole.
A solid matter.
But then I faded.
Becoming smoke and disappearing.
Only to reform as someone else.
Now I have refocused.
Now you may see me.
Less blurry than I was before.
When I was defined as so many things.
Now I am defined as one.
And only one.
And I will never fade away again.
I thought I was whole.
A solid matter.
But then I faded.
Becoming smoke and disappearing.
Only to reform as someone else.
Now I have refocused.
Now you may see me.
Less blurry than I was before.
When I was defined as so many things.
Now I am defined as one.
And only one.
And I will never fade away again.
Anonymous
amazing talents here-all entries astound-thank's so much, please continue-shine on!
Fertile Soil
History repeats
Dredged up from the mire behind our eyes
In faith of fingerprints left in the mud
below the deep waters of our wants
Each Savior a symbol
of the need and hunger of the system we feed
A fallen tree reclaimed by soft earth
First Mother feeding her young to her young
As the vibrant colors of snakes come slithering our way
The vicious and opaque thoughts of these ignorant gods
Taken back into the deep
To where history repeats
Until each life has its chance to live and die
in service to the gods of the swamp
History repeats
Dredged up from the mire behind our eyes
In faith of fingerprints left in the mud
below the deep waters of our wants
Each Savior a symbol
of the need and hunger of the system we feed
A fallen tree reclaimed by soft earth
First Mother feeding her young to her young
As the vibrant colors of snakes come slithering our way
The vicious and opaque thoughts of these ignorant gods
Taken back into the deep
To where history repeats
Until each life has its chance to live and die
in service to the gods of the swamp
